Neville grinned at the sound of Harry's voice, peeking out from behind a large palm and spotting him at the opening of the greenhouse. Neville stepped more fully into view and walked over to Harry, smiling warmly and helping him set all the goodies on a clean work bench.
"Merlin, I've been thinking about this all day. I haven't had decent egg drop in months." Neville grinned a bit, bringing up the light directly over their head - not much, just enough to make it a little less dim. Things stay pretty dim in the greenhouses at this time of night because of the fireflowers. "Thanks, mate. You're the best."