She laughed. In Lavender's experience, her friends tried not to get on her bad side. These days, instead of pouting, a peeved Lavender usually involved a bit of growling and the application of a sly hex.
"So I would like that a lot," Lavender said with a nod. A cauldron black market? No wonder Neville wanted to get away from his paperwork. Smiling, she stood up so that she could give Neville a hug. She drew back, though not before giving him a kiss on the cheek. "I'd love to go out. Where are you taking me?"