It was all Neville could think as he sprint down the alleyway. This was not going to go well, he knew it. He'd stayed too long and had gotten careless. He spun on his heel, facing Ivy now, his wand instantly in his hand.
"Nothing to talk about, Love." Neville said through tense lips. He didn't want to make the first move. "Just turn away, and nothing will happen." With a wave of his wand, Neville had a shield up.