Alas, his efforts were for naught as Ginny's sleeping habits hadn't changed much from when her children were babies who often stirred in the middle of the night and needed attention. The sound of the dresser drawers were enough to rouse the redhead from her sleep and when she saw the shadowy outline of a fully grown man rummaging in her things she immediately moved for her wand, knocking the lamp which fell to the ground with a crash.
"Alright, who the feck are you and what are you doing in my room?" She demanded, still fumbling for her wand and trying to sound much more threatening than she felt at the moment.