Harry felt Ginny’s hand on his and he tried to subtly look around. Thankfully for him, even though he was far from subtle and looked guilty as sin, no one seemed to notice. Turning back to Ginny, he smiled liking how she looked with her hair like that.
“Happy Christmas,” he responded softly, squeezing her hand. “I did. I must have been exhausted.” He gave her a shy smile. “How did you sleep?”
He glanced over at Ron and chuckled. It’s a good thing Hermione wasn’t there, she would strangle him for doing that. Taking a piece of bacon, he began to eat it slowly as he only had one hand with which to eat.