Neville nodded at Percy when he requested the presence of his sister and just sidled himself off to the side. He knew that Ginny was really the only member of the family that Percy liked to be around, but Neville could tell this was sort of different.
Looking around at all the people - he didn't like crowds, even still. His thoughts turned to his mother and her odd behaviour. He hadn't gotten any letters from London, and the times they had visited after the funeral... she had been as she was before his father had died. It was so odd, she would be normal but every once in a while, she grew indifferent to anyone and shied away, like she didn't even have an inkling about who he was.
He was snapped from his reverie however when he saw in his peripherals that someone was approaching him.