Neville considered this. There certainly was the connection that Harry's parents, his own, and Pandora had all been robbed of their chance to watch their children grow up. However, his own sighting of his mum and dad had been brief, like a last farewell, and Pandora didn't really seem concerned with making up for lost time. She instead seemed to be living for what was in the here and now.
"Maybe," he said uncertainly. He sighed, and looked about the pub, searching for something a bit lighter to talk about. "So, were you meeting up with anyone tonight?"