Neville's heart sank and his brow furrowed in confusion right back at his mother, who was looking at him similarily. "It's alright, I'll put the sweater back... but it's right here if you need it." Talking as he went, he hung the sweater back on it's hook and walked toward his mother again, wishing to Merlin that he knew what she was thinking right then.
"Is there anything you need Mum?" She was staring at Ginny and then alternately at him, looking him up and down with a frustrated gaze, like she was trying to figure something out.