Neville blushed at Seamus' pronouncement, but his pride was curbed by his mate's labored breath. He knew that Seamus had been giving it as well as he was getting it lately, but that didn't make it any easier on Neville to know that his friends were hurting.
"Sooner than I thought," he observed quietly, a touch of nerve in his voice as two figures proceeded purposefully around the corner in the corridor ahead of them, making straight for the pair of Gryffindors.