"Thank you dear." Molly said, tearing her eyes from Ginny for long enough to spare a glance first at Harry and then towards her sleeping husband before she returned back to her daughter.
"She hasn't done a thing." she said to him, the words followed by a soft sigh as Molly raised the cup to her lips and took a drink. "But she will, Ginny's too stubborn to lay there like that for long."