The Little Things that Matter

Socks and Cryptic

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Title: The Little Things that Matter

Challenge: All Aboard the Love Boat

Paring: Luna Lovegood and George Weasley

Prompt: Socks and Cryptic

A Year and Eight Months AW (After Wedding)

Luna loved socks.

George didn't know why and he never asked why.

But she loved them.

One whole drawer in the room they now shared in the flat was put aside for Luna's socks. Of course, none of her socks were the normal kind. No, Luna couldn't just have socks that were red and blue or green and black. . . .

No, Luna's socks were crazy socks. Most of them were long enough to reach her knees, some of them were what Luna called 'Toe Socks' and others were the most bizarre of colors.

She had one pair that were pink, yellow, and white and another pair that were black with blue skulls on them. She had socks with moving animals and fairies and socks that were just outrageously bright.

So it wasn't exactly weird when Luna came into the room and laid her stocking feet across George's legs, little rattles and pacifiers on them.

He grinned at her. "What's up Luna?"

She looked around the room, a slight frown on her face. "I was just thinking that this place was a bit small don't you agree?"

George ran his fingers through her hair. "Yes well, there are only two of us"

"Yes only two of us. . . ." She looked down at her hands twirling her fingers together.

"Are those new socks?" George asked.

"Oh yes do you like them?" she said wiggling her toes.

He watched the little rattles and pacifiers move around. "Yes they're . . . interesting."

"I do love new things oh so much.. It's an adventure of sorts, wouldn't you agree?"

"Is something the matter, Luna?"

"No, not at all darling George."

"Right. . . ."

We sat in silence and I watched Luna as she wriggled her toes some more. "What do you think of the names Ivory and Iden?" she asked suddenly.

"Those are nice names, I guess," George responded.

"What about Tyler and Tory?"

"Luna what are you –?"

"I've always been partial to Lorcan and Lysander but –"

"Luna!" He called, breaking her from her reverie. "You're being very cryptic."

"Am I?" Luna asked.

"Yes."

"Oh." Luna slid her feet from George's lap and stood up, wrapping her arms around her stomach. George watched as she moved slowly into the kitchen. "Merlin, I'm hungry enough to eat for three people."

She sent a glance over her shoulder at George before disappearing into the kitchen.

George shook his head. Sometimes that girl was just so –d

Wait. . . .

Three People?

George hopped to his feet, running into the kitchen. "Luna?"

"Hmm?"

A grin came to George's face. Luna had already made a peanut-butter and jelly sandwich and she had a bowl of chips out and was already in the process of scooping ice cream into another bowl.

He had never seen her eat so much in her life.

"How long?" George said, moving towards her.

Luna looked up, licking ice cream from her finger, an innocent expression on her face. "Hmm?"

He smirked moving forward to grab her around her waist. "You're a little monster do you know that?"

Luna laughed, putting her arms around his neck as he spun her around. They ended back on the couch, his head against her stomach. George looked up at her to see her still smiling. She ran her fingers through his hair. "Took you long enough, you know."

"Why didn't you just say anything?"

"Because I wasn't sure until today. Besides, I've been throwing up for the past couple weeks now. You'd think a guy would notice."

"Guys never notice anything. . . . So how long?"

"Getting close to three months."

"Wow." George placed a kiss against Luna's stomach and she giggled. "Hello, son or daughter or . . . or both. I'm your dad."

"George I don't think they can hear you."

"Mum said it's good to talk to them when they're in your stomach. . . . Your mum's a bit cynical, I suppose. But I know you hear us."

Luna giggled again. "Guess we should watch what we say for a while."

"And do," George said with a smirk.

She smacked him lightly on the shoulder. "Yes well the kids are hungry and so is their mum."

"Don't you move, I'll get it," George said, hopping up. "Wouldn't want you straining yourself."

"You're dad's a bit overprotective," he heard Luna muttered. "But he's a good guy. You'll love him, I'm sure."

George smiled pulling out a tray to put Luna's food on. He was beyond excited.

A/N: So here you are. I started a new update story and this story will appear every Wednesday (yay I'm late) and Sunday. Stay tuned.

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