Hermione would have objected and told Neville that there was plenty he could do with his hair, but she wasn't sure that was true. He had worn his hair the same since they'd been kids. It was clearly something that worked for him. Hermione was hardly going to tell him off for that. "Just straight down?" She offered with a small shrug. "Acceptable, I think, is what I'd like," she added voice completely serious, but Hermione was sure Neville would know she was joking. Well. Sort of. She did want her hair to look acceptable but she also trusted Neville to make it look nice.
"Are you looking forward to the gala?" Hermione asked making sure not to tilting her head slightly when the brush hit a kink. "Are you taking someone?" She asked as an afterthought with a small frown. If Hermione had thought earlier about Neville going on his own, she would have offered. Of course, now it was too late because she had already said yes to Arran. At least they'd both be there? Harry presumably would be there, too. It wasn't exactly like they weren't going to know anyone at the gala. Still, Hermione would have offered to be Neville's date to the event.