The laugh that came out of Ginny's mouth in response was loud, perhaps a little too loud which she realized halfway through and promptly clapped a hand over her mouth, looking at Harry with wide eyes and listening for any sign of a baby about to begin to cry in response to being jolted awake.
James, however, stayed silent. "Sorry." she told Harry, still chuckling to herself, "but now I understand why our sex life is so good." Ginny laughed, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "That is brilliant, and trust me when I say I'm appreciative even though I don't remember...."
And then she paused for a moment wrinkling her forehead up in thought as one particular memory popped in her head. As usual where things involving Harry were it was extremely fuzzy around the edges and recalling who the person creating all those sounds was impossible, but the feeling was still in her mind. "....nevermind." she said, suddenly feeling like the room temperature had risen fifteen degrees.