"Nothing much. Fighting off Death Eaters and ghosts and people trying to come back to life," he paused and bumped Hermione's hip with his own. "You know, the usual."
His mouth twisted into a grin at the look on the Healer's face then cut his eyes to Hermione's, his were twinkling in mischief.
With his free hand, Ron reached out to touch Harry's shoulder. "Oi! You in there Boy Who Glowed?"