Neville nodded and stumbled over to the couch. "You know, I never noticed in school how pretty she was, but... I saw her on Diagon Alley right after that explosion at the Ministry, and... and I just fell in love with her. Right there. She looked so beautiful."
He sighed, grabbing the pillow he hadn't thrown. "She loved me too, you know? She kept me from working too much. I even... I even cooked for her."
Neville looked numb and defeated, sitting on the sofa. "It's just not fair, Hermione."