Ginny had owled Neville to see if he'd meet her at the Three Broomsticks for a drink the moment she heard it'd reopened. It had been a long while since they'd done anything as a couple, and now that Katy and George were both awake and mending, and the Shack seemed to be on the way to finding a vaccine for the virus, it was time to get back to normal life. Or as normal as life could be.
When her shift was done, she quickly changed out of her work robes and into the jeans and light sweater she'd arrived in. She hadn't heard back from Neville, and figured he was still in the greenhouses. She decided to wait for him at the pub, and hope he didn't overwork himself again.
The pub wasn't very busy by the time she arrived, but she had a good feeling that as the night went on, more and more people would arrive. It had been too long since most of the people she knew let loose a little. She grinned as she saw Seamus behind the bar, back to her, and headed over. With a wolfish grin she leaned over the counter and smacked him on the arse. She was still grinning innocently when he turned around.