"Stop apologizing for heaven's sake. Neville, you're the bloody Headmaster. You've been writing to your student's parents and the Ministry. If there was anything urgent, I know I'd hear from you," Hannah replied. The last thing she wanted him to do was fret about her and Frankie with everything that was going on. He needed to concentrate on the school and ensure that its students were kept safe.
She smiled. "He's getting to that age. Whatever we say is either stupid or wrong. I'll say he'll grow out of it...but, look at Minerva," she said, rolling her eyes. "Oh well. We do what we can."
Hannah frowned then, when Neville asked her not to run away. "What are you talking about?" she asked, her brow furrowed in confusion. "Run away? What do you mean that I always do that?"