"Should have paid attention anyway," Neville joked, taking his juice with a nod of thanks. "But that's great, if it helps. Nice to know I can still fight the good fight and all when I'm just mucking around in the dirt all day."
He handed Ron one of the plates Gran's house elves had made up, took one for himself, then sat on the couch. It was a comfortable sort. He'd have to start thinking pretty soon about buying furniture for his new place, but he doubted his mates would remember where they bought theirs. "So it's going okay, then? This 'being an Auror' thing?"
Neville had heard about the deaths on the Squad, but it seemed silly to bring it up. Of course it would affect the job.