"I remember." Ginny assured him. She had a very vivid memory of seeing him that last time and clinging tightly to his leg before he had to leave. "Though you weren't so furry back then." She remarked with a small smile, reaching up to brush his cheek. She needed reassurance that it was him. That he was really there. That she wasn't dreaming or hallucinating. "And I'm not so grown up, don't worry."