Neville saw the look that flashed on Anthony's face as he talked about his cuts. "Sorry. I'm too used to being around my roommates." They were a bit more... vulgar, than Anthony was.
Neville was happy to see a least a short-lived smile on Anthony's face. "I...I'll see what I can do. It seemed to me like Pomfrey and the other healers don't think you should be in here. They kept saying Flitwick told them not to let anyone in and Pomfrey didn't make it hard for me to get the key." He wasn't sure what talking to them would do but he'd try.
"Do... do you want me to bring you anything in the mean time?"