Lavender Brown definitely needed hope. And in the absence of hope well, she was relegated to this. A small heap of a young woman wearing her second choice dress and emotionally pulling at the seams a little. Maybe she was more exhausted than she realized, but she had felt like she was falling again.
However, before she it was too far there was Neville. And she was glad it was him. He had become something of a beacon while they were at school and she needed that now. Wiping her face she looked over at him, doing her best to give him a small smile. Only it didn't quite reach her eyes.
"This is where..." she shook her head. It was ridiculous. That night was five years ago and it felt much closer than that now. "It's just a lot to be back here, and then with Harry...I just can't help but think about that night."