Neville had spent the previous night and most of that morning with Daisy. He intended to spend that night with her to, but he wasn't going to miss the ritual of drinking that he and Harry had gotten into. Besides, Halloween or not, it was still Monday and he had work that day. So he'd gone into work and let Daisy know he'd see her after he had drinks with Harry and then had gone over to Harry's flat to meet him.
The question was still so strange sounding. It had been a little while since he and Daisy had gotten together, but Neville had never expected it to actually happen. Harry asking that question sounded so foreign. It was equal parts nice and bizarre. He decided not to tell Harry that he'd spent the previous night with Daisy and focused on just answering the question. "Yeah," he said. "Halloween's not the best time to be alone," he shrugged. "Much rather be distracting myself with company as much as possible than sitting around feeling shit all night." He sighed and shook his head. "Which is why our yearly ritual of drinking is always appreciated."