Ginny just couldn't wait to be home. Not the private rooms she and Harry shared during school time but home, Grimmauld Place. She sighed as she slipped off her snickers and unfastened her Quidditch robes. She had not had any classes in the afternoon and had used that time to fly around the grounds and the pitch, feeling the rush of adrenaline flowing through her like it used to.
She left her robes on a nearby chair and grinned as she caught glimpse of her husband. Going straight to him, she grabbed his glass of wine, took a sip and put it on the table beside the armchair, straddling his lap. "Hey there, stranger. Long time no see.." At the end of the year like that, the both of them were a little bit more busy than usual. She couldn't wait for summer vacations.