"I put out decent work, actually, if you have to know. It's how I got this job. Bloody boring, but I seem to find almost all of the mistakes the others make in their paperwork. Merlin, help me."
Ron was pleased to laugh about this with Harry. He grinned more, "I think it's called being a newly wed, Harry, if I'm not mistaken. I expect you have to put in a decent amount of time, getting to know the new squeeze of your life. So how is wedded bliss? Please tell me you're going to make it to mine? I am pretty sure it will be August 9th, an evening ceremony in a park in Muggle London, so that her friends and family are welcome to come. It might be tricky having it at the Burrow, and I don't want her to feel like we are making it too exclusive, magic folk only."
Ron looked at Harry, "Stand up with me? You have to!"
Ron moved to follow Harry out the door, "Led the way to trouble, my good friend."