Neville knew a lot. His gran fell in line with the Dark Lord's policies, but he wasn't as fond of them. He was best friends with Regulus Black for a reason and he knew all about the werewolf who'd been around when Pansy got kidnapped. "That must have been terrifying," he said, smiling at her.
Neville reached out, brushing their fingers together. "I really hate the way things work," he said, voice soft. "The way people like us have to go about having relationships. The half-bloods have it so much easier. And I know things are way better for me than they are for you. I'm a boy and a Gryffindor and I'm a pure-blood, but my family's pretty downtrodden."
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