"Well I'm sure that he could get you some pretty flowers while we're out. Maybe we can go to Hogwarts and see the pretty flowers there." Hannah said with a small smile to her daughter, "You really like Neville don't you?" she asked.
The little girl just nodded as she cuddled into her mother with a yawn.
"Good, because mummy likes him too poppit." she said, quietly, not realizing he was standing right there.