Ginny sighed and relaxed against Neville, feeling the tension of the day drain from her bones. Somehow, that always seemed to happen when she was near Neville. "Love you," she murmured, nestling closer under his arm. "Breakfast sounds great." She sighed as he stroked her hair, relaxing just a bit more for a little while longer.
Her heart felt heavy as Neville explained what was going on with his mother. "Oh, Neville, I'm so sorry," she whispered, tilting her head up so she could look at him. "That's got to be so hard." She'd known Alice wasn't doing too well, and that she had been stuck in the past a few weeks ago, but she hadn't realized just how stuck she was. "Is there anything I can do?"