Neville was out of sorts, but not so out of sorts to see that something out of the ordinary was going on. With Pansy's little girl attached firmly to Harry's leg, and Ella coming by to fetch her - Neville looked at Ginny and then to Harry a moment.
Smiling, Neville hunched down and smiled at Ella. "It's alright Ella, nobody's going to tell any secrets." Looking up at Harry quickly he continued to talk to Ella. He didn't know if she remembered him but if it would make her feel like the two innocents weren't in any sort of trouble... "Why don't you take little Polly to see the butterflies?" Neville nodded his head to a bush that had some particularily vibrant blossoms on it - the butterflies flocked there. "They're awfully pretty and I think I saw a gnome or two running around... perhaps you can find the dancing one and show Polly."