Neville's POV
As I looked around, I noticed Hermione crying on Harry's shoulder, and Harry with his arms wrapped around her, tears falling down his own face. Katie was nowhere to be seen; so, I figured that she must be with her parents. Lexi was just letting the tears fall freely down her face. I half smiled; even in light of the current quagmire, I couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was. And, I realized that next year, I wouldn't be able to talk to her or see her, since I'd be hunting pieces of Voldemort's soul. My stomach turned to lead at the thought of her getting hurt while I'd be away, unable to help protect her. Malfoy had stopped asking her out, but I had a sickening feeling that he'd continue once I left the castle to hunt pieces of his master's soul. I didn't want her to be hurt because she had a boyfriend from Gryffindor, the house Slytherin hates above all. I turned to my girlfriend and said, "Lexi?"