Ginny nodded. Work. Well, she'd assumed as much, hadn't she? "We've ... seen them. Harry thought about getting one. We might, when the kids are ... a little older. He grew up ... you know." Of course Neville knew how Harry had grown up.
"What about ... they have plant nurseries, don't they? Have you thought about that? Or ... even ... landscaping." Even as she said that she reasoned it was a no-go. Not in a city. But surely they could reach parts that weren't all concrete. There were parks, weren't there?
"What if you can't find a job in the five weeks they let you stay? I mean, what if you're looking but are so completely inept at Muggle jobs that no one will hire you? Then what?"