"Admire?" Neville queried, wiping his mouth. "I mean, not that that isn't brill," he said with a slight flush, "but for what? Liking stubble?" Neville laughed softly and shook his head.
"Well, I won't lie," he added, a slight smirk creeping over his face, "The unknown can be bloody terrifying if you're talking about a Weasley." Neville accepted the biscuit with a smile. "Thanks!"