Work Text:
Neville looks up hopefully when he hears more than one set of footsteps approaching his train compartment. But Luna only has Ginny with her. The redhead’s face is drawn so tightly that Neville worries she’s about to burst into tears, which only makes him regret the question that slips out more. “They’re not here, are they?”
Luna shakes her head on Ginny’s behalf.
“What are we going to do?” The question doesn’t come from him, Neville realizes, but from Seamus Finnegan. He’s even more surprised to hear himself answer.
“The same thing they’d do if they were here. We fight.”