Upsetting her place in the book by jumping out of her skin when Neville's appearance in the pub caused her charm to ring, Hannah scrambled to re-find her page and look as though she hadn't been scared to pieces as Neville dropped onto the bench opposite. "It's a true story," Hannah admitted. "I really shouldn't be reading it, but Tim lent it to me as a joke I think, when I said I'd finished my late-night bar book, and I couldn't stop reading. It's about these Muggles who..."
Hannah couldn't even say what they had done, but shook her head and closed the book, pushing it aside. "Dreadful things," she sighed. Neville would have some story to take her mind off the book, and then she would simply not keep reading, would send it back to Tim with a note telling him what a jerk he could be. "Please distract me. Are you hungry? I saved some stew."