Neville's hand was on her shoulder, and his fingers moved slightly, to touch her wet hair, "Well, I would say that luck has not as much to do with it as purpose. There is a reason that you and I are here," he said, accepting her lean gracefully, and offering her support.
"We just have to figure out what that reason is, for both of us. I can take a guess that your's has to do with this small bundle," he said, moving his lips to kiss her head again, "And I am certain that mine has to do with the school. My life is tied to Hogwarts in so many ways," he said, letting out a sigh.
His fingers moved up into her hair and he gently suggested a move of her head, to face him, to turn her head up and tip it back, "I am so happy to be here with you, Hannah," he said, his face tipped down to look into hers. He leaned in, wanting to kiss her lips but instead he moved to kiss her cheek, just next to her lips, almost touching them with his own.