Neville gave Fred a mystified look, wide and doe-eyed, which fortunately didn't seem very out of character for 'Mister Longbottom' at all. He went along with it, though, biting his lower lip as he entered the backroom, readying himself for...well, he wasn't sure yet.
He hadn't seen Hermione since end of term, so it ought to have been a more pleasant reunion. But he went all tense at the hug, back ram-rod straight and rigid. The urge to pull away was strong, like when getting kissed by an elder aunt. Still, he managed not to give in to the need to run, loosely returning the hug with awkwardly angled arms.
"With what's been happening lately? It's not like I could've said no. You must've seen the journals. Everyone's worried."