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There were too many charms and hexes on the building, protecting it from random apparating, theft, and of course, potentially hostile or resentful Death Eaters who might be holding a grudge.  Ron turned to Ana, "I have to reverse the charms to get into the stair well.  The flat has additional locking charms on it.  George is a bit suspicious about people trying to steal some of his inventions.  I'll teach them to you; you'll need to know them to get in and out of here.  There is a floo entrance on each floor.  That's how I normally get from floor to floor, unless I feel like walking."

He unlocked the doors and ushered her inside, to turn and reset the locks.   He lead her up the stairs, to the top landing and unlocked the locking spells with his wand and a few words.  He opened the door and led her inside. 


He was nervous about her reaction.  So far, the evening had been fantastic.  The concert was amazing, and he had gotten them each a t-shirt.  David Bowie had been fantastic in concert.  Ron could not wait to go to another concert.  It had been one of his firsts, and he had told her that.  He moved into the place, and gestured, "There's a large balcony, with stairs leading up to a roof patio garden area above.   We've got three bedrooms, and three bathrooms," and then he pointed to the kitchen, "Mum insisted we have a good kitchen, and that," he said pointing to couch, "Was a gift from Da, for my NEWT scores."

He moved to stand behind the counter, and looked at her, "What do you think?  We can change it to suit you better, I expect.  Not everyone is crazy about the orange, I know.  My brothers give me huge grief for even getting an orangish couch."