"I won't," she promised. Parvati could understand the fear of becoming their parents, much as she loved them. They were still to young to be emulating them that closely, at any rate. "You were across the room, anyways," she said. "It was really scary, though, seeing her go down like that. And Neville didn't do so well at keeping himself in check, though I suppose that isn't really a strength of his, lately. I'm glad someone said something, though." In some ways, Parvati envied his ability to speak up, but she knew that if she actually did, no good could come of it.