Bill looked up sleepily as Neville and his sister entered the kitchen. He had been up all night with the baby while Fleur got what he considered some well-needed rest. "Morning," he said, waving at them. "Good to see you up, Nev."
"Thanks," Neville said, flushing. Bill had long since gotten over the idea of him being with Ginny. He'd seen some of the girls they had rescued from the Academy. Some of them could barely speak for fear. Ginny had someone who made her feel safe, that was the important thing.