Harry reached out to hold Ginny’s hand ‘this is it’ he whispered ‘the way things are going to be, you and me living in our big house’. Ginny looked at Harry ‘big? You call this plain old big, it’s a mansion in comparison to the burrow, twenty five rooms!’ Harry feeling cheeky quickly shot back at her ‘that’s twenty five nights of sleeping in a new room’ Ginny laughed, she loved it when Harry talked dirty, which was rarely.