George laughed, feeling a bit lighter than he had earlier in his boredom. He was particularly grateful for Luna's visit. "I don't know how I feel about them using my hair to build nests, but I'd certainly let them have the clippings the next time I bother to cut it," he offered, "It's the very least I can do for a fellow creature."
No, George was certainly not one of those who laughed at Luna. Eccentricities were what the made the world interesting and George counted both himself and Luna among those very interesting people. Merlin forbid, he couldn't even imagine an entire population of people just like Percy. It was the most frightening of nightmares, really. He watched as she made some silly faces in the mirror before she came back over. "I'll see if I can whip you up a pair for Easter. Maybe rabbit shaped or something? Can never have too many pairs, I always say."
He grinned when she suggested throwing a dart at a map. He could picture her doing that and it seemed the most natural thing in the world right then. "I don't see why you shouldn't," he responded, leaning against the counter comfortably, "Adds a bit of excitement to the entire thing if you don't know where you're going until the very end. Sounds perfect, actually."