Harry smiled slightly, what they usually do is pass out from exhaustion of taking care of the kids with maybe a quick kiss and Harry rubbing Ginny's feet if they're swollen and sore. They've had sex, obviously, since having James and Albus, but it wasn't as wild and mind blowing as it had been in years previous.
The way she recoiled from him after mentioning the new baby bothered Harry. Ginny hadn't responded like that about the kids since... since she had lost their first quite a few years back. Harry suddenly felt nauseous.
"This... I... This doesn't make any sense. Do you not remember the kids? Jamie and Alby? I mean, hold on. This is... Gin, what year is it?"