Neville sighed and shook his head. "You-you can't. You said I couldn't infect you but I could still hurt you. I can't... you have too much. You can't risk that, either of you."
He ran a shaky hand through his hair and felt tears gathering behind his eyes. "You have no idea how much that means to me Harry. I don't... no ones ever done anything like that for me." He took another breath and added more quietly, "Besides, it doesn't matter. They're... they're locking me up and chaining me up. B-Bill says he wants to be in there but... I don't think they'll let anyone in." He felt the tears fall down his cheeks again and tried to wipe them away before Harry could see them. He didn't know how he would do that alone.