Tidal Wave [george weasley post war]

7. Old Friends

Aurora could barely sleep after George had kissed her. He was drunk. She was buzzed, but not too far gone that she wouldn't remember anything that she did that night. Her eyes kept shut for maybe a grand total of four hours before she was awake again. She had quickly slipped into Ginny's bedroom, ensuring that her and Harry were ether clothed, or covered up, before grabbing her things and walking back out. She had showered and dressed in another pair of black leggings, the vibrant red and yellow "A" jumper from Molly she had received the day before, and a thick pair of white fuzzy socks.

Aurora made sure she didn't make too much noise as she found her way back down to the living room. She started a small fire in the fireplace and found herself tidying up because she knew Molly had done so much the day prior that she should not worry about having to lift a finger.

Before long, the grandfather clock perched by the front door started to chime and she heard movement from the stairs. "Morning Aurora." It was Harry. He was pulling on his coat before running his fingers through his hair to fix the messy strands. "I hope the couch wasn't too terrible, I feel awful that I kicked you out."

Aurora laughed softly, moving to pick up her freshly brewed cup of tea. "Good Morning Harry. No need to apologize! I know you and Ginny haven't had too much time with one another. Consider it my Christmas gift." She joked with a smirk, moving to pull out a chair and sit down. "Heading to work?"

Harry nodded, buttoning up his coat as he glanced back at the staircase – Ginny slowly making her way down, yawning quite loudly. "Speaking of work – I've got to get going. I'll need to stop home first." Harry mused more so to himself than to Aurora and Ginny. "I love you," Ginny whispered, her hands winding behind his neck, playing with the hair at the base of his head. "Have a good day at work." She smiled as she leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

"Oi! Save that for the bloody bedroom." George now stomped his way down the steps, passing Harry and Ginny in their lip lock with a look of disgust. He moved towards the front door to gather his coat without even a quick glance in Aurora's direction. Maybe he doesn't remember... She hoped, chewing on her bottom lip before she waved to Harry and watched him apparate – clutching his wand by his side tightly.

"Shut up George." Ginny sighed, rolling her eyes as she moved to the chair beside Aurora, pouring herself a cup of tea. "Do you think the shop will be busy today?" She took a sip of tea and looked up at her brother before stirring in a small spoonful of honey. "Since Aurora is spending another day with me," Ginny smiled widely at her friend, "I was thinking we could go shopping. Maybe stop by the shop so I could show her around?"

Aurora cleared her throat, aimlessly stirring her spoon around her cup before she looked up – finally making eye contact with George as she did so.

"That's probably not a good idea, Gin." George began, his coat hanging open as he stuffed his hands in his pockets. Patting around a bit, he started glancing around at every table. "Have you seen my wand?" He asked with a groan, "I must have left it down here last night, but I didn't think I was that drunk..." He ran his fingers through his hair, pushing the strands back and off his forehead before he moved into the living room and saw his wand sitting on the end table. Weird.

Ginny raised an eyebrow as she watched her brother search for his wand. She glanced quickly at Aurora, finding it a bit suspicious that his wand was left next to where she slept the night before. She would have to remind herself to ask Aurora once they were alone. "Well, why don't you think that's a good idea?" She finally questioned, taking another sip of her tea before folding her arms over one another on the edge of the table, leaning forward and glancing up at her brother who moved closer to the kitchen now.