[ Wow. George can't help but give a bark of laughter, shaking his head. But he doesn't comment, mostly because the question catches his attention much more. ]
The who?
[ Images run through George's head of a muggle version of aurors - except he's seen those, and he's fairly sure they're called policemen, which seems stupid on its own because half of them are women anyway... ]
[ Always nice when you make a jester laugh. Q's mentally patting himself on the back for that one. Fully dressed, he leans over to catch George's eye both to let him know he was decent and to look at him with absolute suspicion. ]
[ Taking the cue to turn back around, George shrugs. ]
Feels like it sometimes. Not as secure as they like to think it is though.
[ A glint in his eye speaks of just how many secret passages, trick staircases and interesting rooms he and his brother have found so far. Always good to have a map. ]
Go on then, what's an Avenger?
[ As if this is a perfectly normal thing to not know at his age. ]
[ That's a look he'd love to have elaborated on, but he has far more important things to be covering right now. ]
Marvel? Superheroes? Captain America and Iron Man?
[ Q had his own favourite and it certainly wasn't Tony Stark. He was allowed to be shallow, he was 16. Either way, that settled it. ]
Come on.
[ He had to at least inform his mother where he was going. She was probably going to be thrilled at the idea of:
1) Q going on a date 2) Q leaving the house at all 3) Q actually having friends over
She was for all of those things. Even if she did seem a little wary at a young man she only knew by rare references staying at her house. A young man clearly who had second hand clothes... But perhaps her son could correct that rebellious streak. Jonathan did have such good manners!
Q was certain he was going to die of embarrassment. Thankfully, they were already on their way without it being too far. ]
Sorry.
[ He didn't want to admit how rare this whole thing was. The lack of friends in his life never really settled with him until moments like this. "Mum's not used to me actually interacting with people" is a really pathetic thing to admit. Q kept his hands in his pockets. ]
[ If that's pathetic, try "I'm so used to people like her looking at me like that, I barely noticed she did". He really is used to it though, so it's water off a duck's back for the most part. He's not here for her after all. ]
Nah, 's alright.
[ And it is. George bumps Jonathan's elbow with his in a comfortingly upbeat gesture, a wordless come on mate, cheer up, it might never happen. ]
So what's there to do... y'know, around here?
[ Close call there, nearly accidentally asking what exactly you do for fun without magic... ]
[ The way George brightens a bit at the mention of a cinema as if it's an incredibly rare treat can probably be explained away as his family rarely having the money to go - he doesn't even realise how good of a cover being poor is. ]
Yeah? We're gonna see that Avengers thing?
[ He might not be as into muggle pastimes and diversions as his dad, but it's still sort of fun to see it first hand. Not that he'll mention it to Arthur. It'd be funny to see how jealous he'd be, but George has seen the volley of questions Harry gets about muggle stuff. Best to hold that off as long as possible. ]
It's about... magic and stuff, yeah?
[ Incredibly subtle. If the idea of real magic wasn't so unbelievable to muggles, George Weasley would be security leak number one. Or at least top ten. ]
[ Q will put on his best poker face when it comes to their financial difference. He figured out long ago that probably all of the Weasley money went to sending all of his siblings to school. Instead, he smiled along and kept up the excitement. ]
Yes and... sort of. Part magic, myth, advanced technology.
[ That last one was his own glint of excitment. To think to have the funds to do something like Tony Stark's inventions. Some were of course impossible but. A boy could dream, couldn't he? ]
[ His nerd offences have died down. Now it's time to explain. ]
Captain America and the Hulk got theirs from genetic alterations. Pushing the human limits to an extreme. Tony Stark has a robotic exo-suit that does essentially anything he wants.
[ Q starts counting with his fingers. ]
Hawkeye and Black Widow are just exceptionally good at fighting. Ah! The Scarlet Witch is magic as well.
[ So not really like muggle aurors then. George raises his eyebrows, not really understanding, but understanding that he's not going to. Muggles really will make anything up to ignore the fact that magic's everywhere. They've even got pretend witches. ]
[ He only ordered one straw with his cheeks just barely pink. #madlads
Thankfully, the showing was nearing its end. It was the Avengers, so there would always be some people seeing it. Possibly for the second time. Q led the way to the upper back. Not against the wall, no. It looked like they'd be relatively alone for the showing in that area anyway.
Some other kids their age were taking up the far back corner. Q thought George was good looking and everything, but why would you waste a trip to the cinema for that? Madness. He wanted to tut and then remembered he was actually 16 and a guy. ]
[ Not being versed in the culture of cinema-going, let alone the culture of teenagers sloping off to the pictures for a quick snog in a dark corner, George honestly barely glances at the other goers and doesn't at all take in what they're doing. He'd be confused if he did know. What, you're not clever enough to think of an easier place to sneak off to? For shame. ]
Yeah, alright.
[ He sits, having a bit of trouble navigating the swinging seat chair, but he manages to style it out okay. So now he's looking at a big screen in seats that look like quidditch stands. ]
[ Muggle stages are a bit sparse, then. That's what George is getting out of that. He just lifts his eyebrows a bit and doesn't comment - then looks visibly impressed when things start to come up on the big screen. Wow. Wait 'til dad hears about this.
He's rapturously silent the entire time, clearly getting into it, except to give a frankly embarrassing whoop of victory at one point when someone lands a particularly cool hit on a bad guy. It could not be more obvious this boy has never been to a cinema before in his life.
One noteworthy thing, however: during one or two tense scenes, he grips Jonathan's hand. It's not an expressly romantic gesture, no linking their fingers or anything, but just squeezing, George's palm on the back of Jonathan's hand. He's excited, alright?
And then, roll credits. George laughs breathlessly, still exhilarated. ]
[ George has always struck him as the type to wholeheartedly be himself. Combine that with general geekery and Q isn't surprised in the least at the intense reactions to the screen.
Except when his hand is gripped. Surely that's some--... No. No it seems to sincere. Perhaps he was just a dork like that. Who knew. He seemed a bit sheltered at times. Didn't matter. They were enjoying themselves immensely. ]
We have more to go. You never leave a Marvel movie early.
[ Everyone could notice the smile on Q's lips. He couldn't be more happy George was enjoying himself, that his first date was a success. ]
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[ Which of course he'd never do. He's not insane. That's indecent.
#oldmenthings
Just the shirt and socks now... ]
Have you seen the latest Avengers?
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The who?
[ Images run through George's head of a muggle version of aurors - except he's seen those, and he's fairly sure they're called policemen, which seems stupid on its own because half of them are women anyway... ]
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Is your school actually a prison?
[ His grandmother had a favourite Avenger. ]
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Feels like it sometimes. Not as secure as they like to think it is though.
[ A glint in his eye speaks of just how many secret passages, trick staircases and interesting rooms he and his brother have found so far. Always good to have a map. ]
Go on then, what's an Avenger?
[ As if this is a perfectly normal thing to not know at his age. ]
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Marvel? Superheroes? Captain America and Iron Man?
[ Q had his own favourite and it certainly wasn't Tony Stark. He was allowed to be shallow, he was 16. Either way, that settled it. ]
Come on.
[ He had to at least inform his mother where he was going. She was probably going to be thrilled at the idea of:
1) Q going on a date
2) Q leaving the house at all
3) Q actually having friends over
She was for all of those things. Even if she did seem a little wary at a young man she only knew by rare references staying at her house. A young man clearly who had second hand clothes... But perhaps her son could correct that rebellious streak. Jonathan did have such good manners!
Q was certain he was going to die of embarrassment. Thankfully, they were already on their way without it being too far. ]
Sorry.
[ He didn't want to admit how rare this whole thing was. The lack of friends in his life never really settled with him until moments like this. "Mum's not used to me actually interacting with people" is a really pathetic thing to admit. Q kept his hands in his pockets. ]
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Nah, 's alright.
[ And it is. George bumps Jonathan's elbow with his in a comfortingly upbeat gesture, a wordless come on mate, cheer up, it might never happen. ]
So what's there to do... y'know, around here?
[ Close call there, nearly accidentally asking what exactly you do for fun without magic... ]
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I am taking you to the cinema so you'll see the light.
[ Thankfully, he shouldn't need too much explaining plot-wise. ]
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Yeah? We're gonna see that Avengers thing?
[ He might not be as into muggle pastimes and diversions as his dad, but it's still sort of fun to see it first hand. Not that he'll mention it to Arthur. It'd be funny to see how jealous he'd be, but George has seen the volley of questions Harry gets about muggle stuff. Best to hold that off as long as possible. ]
It's about... magic and stuff, yeah?
[ Incredibly subtle. If the idea of real magic wasn't so unbelievable to muggles, George Weasley would be security leak number one. Or at least top ten. ]
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Yes and... sort of. Part magic, myth, advanced technology.
[ That last one was his own glint of excitment. To think to have the funds to do something like Tony Stark's inventions. Some were of course impossible but. A boy could dream, couldn't he? ]
Thor is the magic one.
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So just the one's magic then. But they've all got these powers, you said - where's the rest of them come from?
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Captain America and the Hulk got theirs from genetic alterations. Pushing the human limits to an extreme. Tony Stark has a robotic exo-suit that does essentially anything he wants.
[ Q starts counting with his fingers. ]
Hawkeye and Black Widow are just exceptionally good at fighting. Ah! The Scarlet Witch is magic as well.
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And everyone round here knows who they are?
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[ How has he not seen Chris Evans? Then again, George seems significantly more into girls than Q would ever think of.
The cinema comes closer into view with hardly anyone in the queue. ]
Popcorn?
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[ Not a single thought about who should be paying for what. In George's mind, if you offer something, you should be ready to see it through. ]
D'you get sweet or salted?
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[ All the better. Q would rather give him a treat anyway. ]
But tonight I'm getting sweet.
[ Ah, now it was their turn. Tickets purchased and onto popcorn. Q gives a pointed look as they wait for that as well. ]
Just one straw?
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Mental.
[ But the question makes him laugh a bit, returning the pointed look with a mischievous one of his own. ]
Go on then.
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Thankfully, the showing was nearing its end. It was the Avengers, so there would always be some people seeing it. Possibly for the second time. Q led the way to the upper back. Not against the wall, no. It looked like they'd be relatively alone for the showing in that area anyway.
Some other kids their age were taking up the far back corner. Q thought George was good looking and everything, but why would you waste a trip to the cinema for that? Madness. He wanted to tut and then remembered he was actually 16 and a guy. ]
Is here alright?
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Yeah, alright.
[ He sits, having a bit of trouble navigating the swinging seat chair, but he manages to style it out okay. So now he's looking at a big screen in seats that look like quidditch stands. ]
Bit of a small stage, isn't it?
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You think so? I always thought it was a decent size.
[ Average theatre if nothing else, surely? The lights were dimming, anyway. The show was starting. Drink between them to share the straw. ]
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He's rapturously silent the entire time, clearly getting into it, except to give a frankly embarrassing whoop of victory at one point when someone lands a particularly cool hit on a bad guy. It could not be more obvious this boy has never been to a cinema before in his life.
One noteworthy thing, however: during one or two tense scenes, he grips Jonathan's hand. It's not an expressly romantic gesture, no linking their fingers or anything, but just squeezing, George's palm on the back of Jonathan's hand. He's excited, alright?
And then, roll credits. George laughs breathlessly, still exhilarated. ]
That was brilliant.
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Except when his hand is gripped. Surely that's some--... No. No it seems to sincere. Perhaps he was just a dork like that. Who knew. He seemed a bit sheltered at times. Didn't matter. They were enjoying themselves immensely. ]
We have more to go. You never leave a Marvel movie early.
[ Everyone could notice the smile on Q's lips. He couldn't be more happy George was enjoying himself, that his first date was a success. ]