"He doesn't like being on the floor when I'm up on the bed, I figure he'll end up the same way here. Once he's done eating at least." Neville still got a little nervous sometimes, wondering if what he wanted to do was the right thing to do or what she wanted him to do. But he was getting better about being confident and following his gut so there was only a second or two of hesitation before he let one arm drape around her. "Yes, much better." Popcorn always reminded him of quidditch over movies but it seemed like a good match the times he'd had it with her.