Ginny was well enjoying married life. There days had started to take shape and become ordinary.
A DAY IN THE LIFE OF HARRY AND GINNY POTTER:
At six-thirty, and alarm clock would ring, waking them up. Harry took showers at night, and Ginny took her showers in the morning, so there was not too much bathroom traffic. While Ginny showered, Harry made her breakfast (with the help of Kreacher, obviously). Of course, they seldom actually woke up at six-thirty, because that was far too early for the both of them.
At about seven-thirty, Harry would apparate to the ministry and start work. His job started early, but they granted him privelages and he was able to attend almost every one of Ginny's Quidditch matches.
After Harry left, Ginny had about an hour and a half to do whatever she liked before leaving for Quidditch practice. It took some time to warm up and get ready once she reached the pitch. On Mondays and Wednesdays, she had practice from ten to noon before a lunch break, and then again from two to six. It was a lot of work, but she loved the job and wouldn't change it for anything. On Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays, she had practice from one to five only, and on game days she was done as soon as the game was finished (Unfortunately, one rainy day she had been playing until well past midnight, for the seekers couldn't see the snitch). Saturdays were even lighter, resting the team up for the heavy work on Mondays. Harry spent his days at the ministry or looking for dark wizards (though usually he was investigating from inside his office or attending long, tedious trials). He loved his job, too, though there was considerably less action than he originally thought.
When she was done with practice, she would head home. Harry was either already waiting for her, or she would wait for him before dinner. They would dine alone, or sometimes with friends (a week seldom went by without one or two dinners with Ron and Hermione), or sometimes they went out. If Ron or Hermione joined them when they went out, the night usually ended up far more exciting than originally planned (if only because Ron and Harry could not spend any time together without finding something interesting that they had to go investigate. Honestly, Ginny thought Harry would get this out of his system working in an auror's office, but it was not true).
Once dinner was over, Harry and Ginny would relax and talk, going over their days and catching up on lost time. Sometimes they stayed like this until late into the night, and a few times they had even fallen asleep there. But usually they made it into their bedroom, finishing off the day with something a little more private.
It was a simple life, but one that Ginny enjoyed. Her weeks were going by, peppered with the news of the development of Ron and Hermione's wedding, and parts that she herself had to plan. As the only bridesmaid, she was picking out her own dress (which she still had to do).
That day was a Friday, and she got home earlier than expected. She wasn't very tired, and wanted to do something fun that night. She heard the door open shortly after, and Harry came home.
She ran up to him and kissed him fervently, letting him wrap his arms around her. "I'm happy to see you, too," he said, laughing.
"Want to do something tonight?"
"Sure, why not?" he asked, hanging up his cloak. "What did you have in mind?"
"I'm not sure. Something we haven't done in a long time. Something fun, not just dinner with Ron and Hermione. Not that that isn't fun, I mean!" she amended.
"No, I know what you mean..." He sat down on one of the kitchen chairs and thought. "What do you have going on tomorrow? I don't have work all weekend."
"Me neither. Quidditch practice was cancelled because we don't have a game until next Friday- easy week. We've got heavy practice Tuesday, though. Six hours."
"So we could go away for the weekend?" he asked. She thought about that.
"Yes, I suppose we could. I don't want to vacation or anything, though..." she sighed. "No beach. Maybe something... adventurous. I want to do something."
"Adventurous?" He raised an eyebrow, before getting excited. "I have the perfect idea! Let's go back to Hogwarts! We could just have fun there this weekend!"
"Hogwarts? Now?"
"Yeah, sure! When you and Hermione were still there I went all the time, and barely gave McGonagall any notice. She was always happy to have me, and I'm sure she'd be happy to see you. I mean, she saw us at the wedding, but there wasn't really a chance to talk. Do you want to go? I never really got to show you the wonders of the Marauders Map!"
Ginny thought for just a few seconds before answering. "Sure, why not? I'll go pack us some cloths, and you bring the invisibility cloak and the Marauders map."
"Why bother with the cloak? We're not students anymore, we won't get into any trouble!"
"Harry Potter, I am beginning to think you've gotten old. What is the point of sneaking around the school if we aren't sneaking?"
He rolled his eyes. "Us and Ron and Hermione are pretty much the only adults, apart from teachers, allowed into the school on a daily basis. We couldn't be sneaking around anyway. If we do, we'll just look like adults who want to be students at Hogwarts again."
"Harry. We do want to be students at Hogwarts again."
"I don't know about you, but I am so glad I'm done with potions... but I would go for that common room again. And the food!"
She rolled her eyes. "Always about the food! But humor me, Harry. Bring the cloak."
"Alright then."
A few minutes later, he had spoken to McGonagall and retrieved his dad's cloak and the Marauder's map. Ginny had packed a small bag of clothing for them, and they were on their way.
"No soot on the carpet, please," Professor McGonagall said curtly as they whizzed into her room.
"Hello, Professor!" Harry said brightly, happier to see her now than he ever had been as a student.
"Hello, Mr. Potter, Ginny. Welcome. Dinner will be served soon, and you are welcome to sit at the staff table. Mr. Potter, you can show Mrs. Potter the guest room, and as always I expect you to set a good example to the young children. Not that I'm worried about you two." She gave them as warm a smile as she could.
"Thanks, Professor," Ginny said. "See you at dinner!"
An hour later, they were walking down into the Great Hall. "Oh!" Ginny exclaimed. "I can't believe I'm eating dinner at Hogwarts again!"
"I know, that's how I felt the first time." They walked past the house tables that, despite many people who integrated their seating, still had their house colors on them. He could see that the green and silver table still was made up entirely of Slytherins, though the Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs, and Ravenclaws were integrating quite completely. They were going to make their way up to the staff table, but were hounded by people who wanted to talk to them. Giving up, Harry and Ginny sat down next to some Gryffindors who were first years during Harry's sixth. His presence sent the whole room into a titter, but by the time dinner was over, it hadn't really died down. He leaned over to Ginny. "I think we might need to get the cloak out again, just to sneak away..."
She smiled, already planning their adventure.