"I can handle DADA. We've trained several years of Aurors, after all." Not that they'd done it completely on their own, but Ron would do his best to handle it. "Although I can't believe I just volunteered. Teaching means paperwork, doesn't it?" There were tests to grade, curriculum to decide on...his head hurt already, but Harry was right. He had a country to run. "Of course, we're going to need money to run all three, and that brings us right back around to that bloody key. How can it be so hard to find?"
Ron stretched out a leg and gave Harry a little kick. "No, I bloody well do not want you to tell me anything about my sex life." He stuck his tongue out again, knowing it was childish but not caring since it was just the two of them. "I don't know why we can't figure out who we are as individuals together. We've done everything else together since we were eleven." Although, maybe that had been her point.
"I have them sometimes," Ron said, with a grin to show he was only joking. "Since all of our students, to begin with, are going to be Muggleborn, they especially won't care because they won't have any familial expectations or prejudices passed down. It's on the rest of us to keep the new way of thinking going."