Neville moved at her side, and waved at a couple of students that he recognized as older students, 7th years he thought. He followed and stepped across the road, heading towards where she had pointed.
These windows were not blocked, and he peered inside, as he waited for her to arrive, "It's loads smaller. But that can be changed with altering spells, if you fancy."
He stepped back and looked at the front, "It looks a bit fancier than the other," and part of him found he preferred the other. It had a look that could have been a joint venture by them together; this place would clearly look more like her own. And Neville found himself conflicted, wanting to be a part of her venture but wanting to only be supportive.