Neville looked at her through watery eyes. "It's not just that Hermione. I...I have nothing left. I haven't gotten a single letter from my Gran since I got here, I don't know what's going on, she used to send letters almost once a week, it's been almost five months now. And...the last time I saw my parents they, they didn't look good. I don't know if I'll ever see them alive again. I know they weren't exactly there but I still want to see them again. I still want to say goodbye." He wiped the back of his hand against his face to get rid of the tears.
"I don't even have a future anymore. I was... I wanted to be a teacher. I can't do that without my NEWTS and I can't get those without magic and i doubt their going to let us come back for a third seventh year." Tears had started running down his face again but this time he didn't bother to wipe them away. "I don't have anything around to make me happy anymore. I can't go outside I can't go to the greenhouses, I can't do magic. I don't have anything left anymore, Hermione."