Tidal Wave [george weasley post war]

13. Deadly Conversation

"I wonder if you think I'm wasting time
I bet you got it all figured out.
But must we try to break the ice
beneath this heart of mine"

"Deadly Conversation – State Champs"

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Using the Floo network for the first time in four years had turned out to be a success. Aurora was surprised, to say the least. But it had helped that George followed right after her, and as soon as he had stepped out of the fireplace he had moved to set boxes down and rest his fingertips, stretched out, against her lower back. They had stayed for a little over one hour, Aurora helping Ginny unpack and tidy up the bedroom a bit. George had taken a cup of tea with Harry in the kitchen as they watched the girls flitter back and forth with boxes and little knick knacks. The place most certainly needed a woman's touch and Ginny would have no problem being the woman providing that 'touch'.

Taking the Floo to George's flat above the shop, Aurora found herself collapsing onto his couch and stretching out her legs as she kicked her shoes off. George glanced down at her with a grin. "What? Are you tired? Come on, we've got some fun in store today!" He told her, moving to lift her legs and sit himself down on the couch before resting her feet on his lap. There was something intimate about this and George found himself enjoying the way her toes curled in at the sudden touch of his hands on her feet. "You're not ticklish, are you?" He grinned, almost deviously, as he went to run his fingertips along the flat part of her foot.

"No!" She screeched, pulling her feet out of his grasp, and almost falling off the side of the couch as she moved to sit up, pulling her feet beneath her as she laughed. "I'm not ticklish... Not at all." She cleared her throat, brushing away strands of hair that fell into her face as she looked over at him, sticking her tongue out. In all honesty, Aurora was scared that this friendship with George felt so natural and came so easy. She didn't want anything to happen that would destroy the bond of friendship, not only between herself and George, but with Ginny too.

George was still grinning. He watched Aurora hide her feet now, scooting to the edge of the couch now, leaning back against the side. He then moved to stand, moving back down the hallway before entering a room off to the right. Aurora glanced over and watched him disappear, assuming he had gone to grab the product before returning to her on the couch. "Are you going to tell me absolutely everything about this before I test it out? I'm getting really nervous, George!" She called out to him, chewing on her bottom lip as she watched him walk back out, a small vial in his hands.

"Don't be nervous." He told her.

Aurora rolled her eyes, moving to sit closer to the middle of the couch now. She took the vial from his hands and inspected the bottle, shaking it a bit and looking at the liquid sloshing around inside the glass. "That's much easier said than done, you know. Especially around you." She joked, a small laugh escaping through her lips before she chewed on her bottom lip again. She held the vial and turned to face him where he was seated now, beside her on the couch. He had moved his long arm to the back of the couch, gently brushing against the side of her upper arm as he did so.

"Ok, please keep an open mind." George began, chewing on his lower lip as he looked over at her. "This is a love potion –"

Before George could even continue, Aurora let out a loud, dramatic grown. She shoved the vial into his hands and laid back again on the couch. Her arms crossed tightly over her chest and she then burrowed her feet beneath his thigh after she had given him a swift push. "You are a prat, George Weasley. I am not testing out a love potion. You are out of your bloody mind." She told him, her eyes narrowing as she looked up at him.