"You didn't tell us you had a new job!" Mrs Weasley shrieked. A commotion followed, until everybody had the sense to realise that Harry and Ginny, who had obviously known all along, were not going to talk until they all shut up.
"I have gotten the job of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts," Harry said finally. "Apparently when Hogwarts advertised the position in The Daily Prophet, the new Headmistress Professor McGonagall was bombarded with letters of recommendation from old DA members, which included those two," he gestured at Fred and George, then drawing out the last words carefully, he said, "and an especially glowing letter of recommendation from a certain Miss Cho Chang." That had the effect of paralyzing Ginny, and sent Hermione into badly-concealed fits of laughter.
"So anyway," Ginny said, recovering from her shock to swipe at Harry's head, "we will be living in Hogsmede after our wedding, but Harry has to live alone until then, and teach those unfortunate children. I don't envy them, really," she added as an afterthought. Harry, who had dodged Ginny's attack, continued speaking, though he still grinned maddeningly at her.
"At first Professor McGonagall thought I was too young to take the job- as I know you were just dying to point out, Hermione- but I pointed out all my good qualities to her."
"Which are?" Tonks inquired.
"Hmmm, let us see," Harry said. "One: I don't worship Voldemort. Two: I don't worship the minister. Three: I'm not obsessed with fame."
"Four: You're not a werewolf," Lupin broke in quietly.
"Hey!" Harry protested. "You were the best DADA teacher we ever had. If it hadn't been for what you had taught us," Harry suddenly threw a sly glance at Fleur, who was still whispering in the corner with Bill, "I wouldn't have gotten through the second task of the Triwizard Tournament, and would have been stuck on the shore like the Bauxbaton's representative." Fleur stopped whispering long enough to laughingly protest "Zat was uncalled for, 'Arry!" before she went back to her conversation, in which the name Tiffany could sometimes be heard.
But eventually everyone went home, and with one last drawn-out kiss, through which they were resolutely not watched by Mrs Weasley, Harry and Ginny went up to their bedrooms, which, despite everything, they still shared with Ron and Hermione.
The next day after breakfast, Harry dragged Ginny out for a walk in the garden.
"Ginny," he said, trying to be serious; but it was a little hard, because Ginny had taken up kissing him again, which was really very distracting. "I want you to reconsider going back to Hogwarts. I know you said you weren't going to do your seventh year after Hogwarts was shut down for your sixth, but please?" Ginny stopped kissing Harry and instead slipped her hand into the back pocket of his jeans.
"But why?" she finally asked. "All I want to do is marry you, Harry, and if I go back to Hogwarts that will only postpone the wedding, 'cause you can't have a student married to a teacher, let alone her head of house." Harry did a double take, he had forgotten that he was head of Gryffindor house.
"But this is exactly what I'm talking about, Ginny!" Harry said. "All you want to do is marry me, but I want you to have a future, a career! So you do your NEWT's, and then we can get married in July or August next year, after term ends. So now you can proceed with the wedding plans in a nice, leisurely fashion, and, if you like," Harry's face split into a mischievous grin, "you can get Romilda Vane to help you!"
"Oh my God!" Ginny laughed. "She'd just love that! I'd forgotten she'd be at Hogwarts! She'll be so happy to see you back, Harry; but only I have the rights to do this!" Ginny pulled her hand out of Harry's back pocket, wrapped her arms around his neck, and went back to kissing him. Harry broke away, saying, "I take that as you'll go then?" Ginny nodded and leaned forward again. Harry didn't object.
Much later, Harry and Ginny went back up to the house and told Mrs Weasley, who was overjoyed that Harry had convinced her daughter to go back to school.
"But what subjects are you going to take?" she questioned her daughter. "What do you want to do after Hogwarts?"
"Umm..." Ginny shot an anxious glance at Harry, and then said, "I'd like to be an auror." Harry smiled at her.
"That's great, Gin!" he said. "That'll be a good job for you. Now, as your head of house-"
"What?" Mrs Weasley broke in, then going "Oh!" as she remembered.
"As your head of house," Harry continued, "I would advise you to take my own subject, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Potions, Transfiguration, which our new headmistress had elected to keep teaching, Charms and Herbology. Are there any problems with those subjects, Miss Weasley?" he finished his recommendation.
"Nope," Ginny said, "I got and E or above on my OWL's for all those subjects."
"Oh, and one more thing," Harry added. "Would you do the honor of representing Gryffindor as Quidditch captain this year? I'm told old to play for the team any more."
"Of course, Harry!" Ginny squealed, throwing her arms around his neck. Ginny looked excited, in fact she was positively glowing. Harry smiled to himself, thinking that going back to Hogwarts would be very good for Ginny.