"The smell of snow waiting to fall. People who say snow doesn't have a smell are just unable to notice the subtle difference. That's my favorite part of this time of year," he added. Well...that and when the snow finally did begin to fall. He was a sucker for snow and the sight of the flurries earlier had made him burst into a large grin. Once the entire country side was covered, he'd be spending a lot of his time at the Burrow, enjoying the snow. If he had it his way, he'd be joined by his brothers.
At least... most of them.
"Ah. Conventional, not over the top. That shouldn't be too hard to accommodate..." He thought, his eyes beginning to scan the lot as he looked for trees that were just about his height. He was focused on scanning the trees when he heard her question, turning to look back at her. He took in a heavy breath and nodded his head.
"Just...thinking of Ron," he said very quietly. He didn't talk about how he felt in regards to his brother often. He rarely brought it up to anyone other then his siblings or Tonks. Beneath all the anger he felt was the root cause and that was his sense of abandonment and yearning for his brother to return. It was the same with Percy, just for different reasons and in different levels.