"I know, right?" Lavender exclaimed when Parvati came in. She exchanged a short glance with Parvati, one that said it all. He needed this haircut like she needed a boyfriend, but only one of those things would be achieved. If she had to groom every head in Hogwarts, she would be fastidious with her man diet.
Studiously, she returned her gaze to Neville's hair. Her brow furrowed a little, and let out a short laugh, "That's hardly a vote of confidence, really. 'Don't worry Nev, best of three here!'"
Lavender successfully snipped her way through one side of his head, and moved to the other side to tidy it up. She tugged on hair on either side of his head to guess that it was the same length, then spritzed once more before cutting. "For some reason, I'm not nearly as excited about Hogsmeade as I have been in the past. The mind boggles..."