"Ha ha," Neville said, dumping his bag in an area mostly free of glass and putting on his own gloves. He started to help her pick glass and stone out of the flowerbeds, freeing the partially crushed plants underneath. "Here," he replied casually. "Gran went home to make sure the house is in one peice, but from what I gather they got pretty pissed off when they couldn't find her, so it's not really fit for human habitation. I don't mind though. I'd rather be helping out here than stuck there doing nothing." He drew his wand once he had a sizable pile of glass and vanished it.