This boy is dangerous, a voice was telling him, deep in his mind. This boy is deadly. He didn't need a voice to warn him of that though. The look on Neville's face was evident enough. "I didn't do anything to Luna," He replied carefully, moving opposite to Neville without even thinking, trying to keep the distance from the dangerous boy.
"I spoke to her yes, I might've asked her something about her time during the war but.. I didn't think that was so out of line. I'm sorry I've upset her, but that was the extent of it Neville," His tone was that of someone trying to reason with a wild dog. Calm and soft.