Her back arched slightly as his fingers curled into her spine and Ginny gave another breathy sound as his response. "Yes," she replied instantly; her cheeks were flushed but more with heat than embarrassment. But he was right and she agreed, she wanted to be in the bedroom. They slept in that bed together every night now, but this was completely different, whatever it turned out to be. She had an image in her mind, one that involved naked tangled limbs and hungry kisses and Godric, she wanted to get to their bed now.
Only now she was debating how to get to the bedroom. Her lips pressed against his skin, trailing up his neck as she thought about whether she should just apparate them there, or if they should try walking. Apparating might be impatient, but then she wasn't sure if she wanted to pull away from him long enough to walk down the hallway to the bedroom.
"Come on," she said finally, twisting her hands in his shirt and tugging him with her as she moved backwards towards the hallway. Then she laughed, the sound low and breathy as she admitted, "I don't want to pull away from you, Harry. But I wasn't sure if apparating would come off too impatient."