Perhaps luckily for him, any inference was lost on Emmeline and she took his words much more innocently. It made her own cheeks flush but she was still smiling. The fact that he cared enough to want to make sure she wasn't bored wasn't lost on her even if she didn't know how he'd prevent her boredom. Simply talking to her was good enough. Anything more than that would would just be icing on the cake. Though, if she realized that there was less than pure thoughts involved, she'd surely have blushed even more. Probably from head to toe even.

"I'd like that," she answered honestly, "I haven't been to London often. There's never really been much of a need since we have all we need here in Hogsmeade." She paused briefly, thinking about it all over in her mind. "Though my mother would probably insist on coming along," she added after a moment of thought. It wouldn't be proper to go to London by herself at all and her mother would likely put her foot down in that regard. Luckily for them, her mother was just as smitten with him as she was.

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