Why does that break her heart a little? The idea that after everything Harry has had to give up in life he's not constantly surrounded by people he loves and likes? Filling the house with delight and laughter?

Even the idea that the Weasleys haven't visited either, to see what he's done with this place, feels rude to her.

"Harry," she starts, reaching out to cover his arm with her hand, squeezing gently to draw his attention. "Do you need a break? From the Ministry, the training programme, all those things... I know, you're the best wizard in a while, but you fought a war for them, for us. You don't have to jump right into adulthood, straight away."

Bit late, considering they've been adults for half a decade now. "Well, you know what I mean."