Ginny-Harry
Harry smiled as he felt Ginny's arms wrap around his waist, shifting so that he was facing her, his both arms wrapping around her. "Me?" he asked. "I was hardly the one who did all this cooking," he said with a laugh. He might have helped, but all in all, everyone else had cooked while he'd been busy working.
He leaned in and kissed his wife. "You're quite amazing," he said. "So for how long are we eating left overs?" he asked with a laugh. "Or are we sending it to the boys so they can have left overs for weeks to come?"