“Griphook was flirting with you,” Harry said disgustedly.
Ginny chuckled. “Harry, he’s a goblin. They don’t flirt.”
“Well, he seems to like you better then.”
Ginny’s lips twitched. “You broke into their bank before, luv. That’s insulting to goblins.”
“He helped us! And in my defense, I was trying to destroy Voldypants’ horcrux.”
“Do you realize you’re being jealous of a goblin, whose height doesn’t even reach your waist?”
Harry sighed, wrapping his arms around Ginny’s petite frame. “Next time we go to Gringotts, remind him again that you’re married to me.”
This time Ginny laughed. “I’ll do my best.”