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Date: 2014-04-02 10:21 am (UTC)
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[It takes Neville a solid ten seconds, it seems like, to process that. At some point during her reply his mouth had even dropped open an infinitesimal amount.

He'd gotten so used to the extraordinary courage of his fellow students, over the last year - and especially over the last few weeks, when he'd been driven into hiding and only had contact with other members of Dumbledore's Army - that it floors him for a moment to hear anybody refuse to hear him out, on account of the information being unpleasant.

Which is, in fact, what he thinks is happening. After all, he's never had a mother, himself (at least, not one that can still feel and recognize dread or worry for the future), and the only time his grandmother had ever expressed pride in him was when he was throwing himself headlong into mortal danger, so the whole thing is treading a bit outside his scope of empathy. He blinks at her, mouth closing again.]


... Right. [He doesn't look like he has any idea where to go from there.] Well, I'm sorry for. For bothering you. Then.
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