"But we're not in love - there's no passion. It's safe," he finished with a little smile. "I cannot agree more, Ginny." He was just thankful he hadn't had to have an uncomfortable drawn out confession with her. Harry cared for her like he imagine he'd care for a younger sister. Only this one he's had sex with and married... so not quite like a sister but it didn't matter. Their feelings hadn't been consulted in the matter.

He watched as Hermione took Ginny's hand and smiled. "Of course," he walked over to them, leaving behind a silent Ronald Weasley. "We owe her at the very least dinner," he agreed with a smile, giving Hermione's should a squeeze then Ginny's. "Dinner is on me so decide where you ladies want to go as I settle our tab."

It didn't take long before the bill for the bottle of wine was paid and he rejoined the two women. "Did you decide on somewhere?"