Ginny had no idea how long they stood there, eventually she forced her brain to just shut off and just to let her body tell her what she wanted to do. What was fairly obvious was that Harry was definitely talented when it came to kissing, so much so that it made her wonder about his other talents. The memories she had were spotty at best.
When she pulled away it wasn't by choice but by necessity. The lack of oxygen was making her a little dizzy, and the heat curling through her middle and the rush of adrenaline wasn't helping either. "....bloody hell, you are good at that." she said breathlessly, her skin flushed a little pink.