"The orange is because of the Canons. Their my favorite Quidditch team."
He stood and looked around the room, pleased that she liked it. And he had to chuckle some at her comment about wanting to change it, "You know, you might get along with my mum better than you think. She's like that. That's why we have a different kitchen. She walked in and the first thing she did was said it had to be fixed."
His eyes watched her move about his place, and he corrected himself, their place, and he thought it suited her. Although he wasn't sure the orangish tones went with her hair and the colors she seemed drawn to wear. He cleared his throat, "If you have ideas to improve this place, I think we should do them. It will make it more ours than mine that way. I think we shouldn't have too much of a problem affording it. I'm actually doing fairly well right now," and his words were an understatement. The shop was doing fantastic, and because of his design work, George had starting shooting almost half the profits of the place towards him. The auror program had also raised their salary; even at an entry level, he was making more than his dad had been making for all those years before he had gotten his promotion. For once in his life, money was starting to not be a huge problem.
He watched her, and thought about the small box he had in his bedroom, on his table in there. He thought maybe he should show her the other rooms. And then he could give her the ring he'd found for her. They had been having such a great time tonight. Maybe they could watch the sun come up together.
"How about we make some coffee? I can show you the rest of the place, and we can sit outside and watch the sun for a bit? If you're up to it? I know I've got some revitalizing potions here, for us to take, if the night is starting to catch up with us."