"Breakfast in bed? I could get used to this!" Harry commented, grinning over at his wife. He returned the kiss with several loud smooches, not deepening it since he hadn't yet brushed his teeth. "Thank you," He murmured, a hand coming up to sift through Ginny's ginger hair. He didn't need to look at the pile of gifts or the food to know which he wanted first. "Eat. Definitely eat. Please tell me you made food for both of us, and not just me?"