Neville couldn't blame Ginny for antagonizing Pansy, for all she looked like she'd come out on the losing end of things. He simply didn't have the spine for it.
"No p-p-problem," he managed, cursing his mounting anxiety. Hurrying away from the corridor and Pansy's inevitable retort, he gave Ginny a very serious look. His voice was barely a whisper, shaken. "Are you okay?"