Re: Neville and ?
Chuckling, he nodded. "True on both counts. The thing is, asking you how you are might get me a 'fine' or make it seem like I'm trying to press given everything that's happened for some disclosure. I'm pretty sure you'd talk to that husband of yours if you needed an ear. Or, be up front about wanting someone to talk to." Lord, he was long winded tonight, he realized, but he tried really hard with Harry's children not to push where he might not be wanted. Sometimes, he admitted, that led to rambling to keep from inadvertantly prying.
"That's one word for it, and probably a good one. We had a bit of a history. That's all. Not quite as extreme as his and your father's but it's there, for us to get past." They seemed to be doing just that though.
"Yeah, I pretty much thought that was the idea. And there are a lot of people here I do trust, you included. As for the rest, we share a common goal." He could live with it, at least till Voldemort was dead for good.
"Not art, trust me. You wouldn't want to see that. We're buying a house and moving in next weekend. Only the master bedroom is a pink that would make Umbridge's office look subtle." He shook his head. "And you have no idea who I'm talking about. It's bad though; the paint." Enough to make someone nasueous.