Private Message to Neville

[alt_susan]

Hey, Neville, are you up?

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[alt_neville]

Yeah. Wish I wasn't. Can't sleep.

Guess you know why.

You too, huh?

[alt_susan]

Yeah. Stupid insomnia.

I was hoping the flying would help, but...

my body's tired, but my brain isn't.

[alt_neville]

I went and worked in the greenhouses today with Professor Sprout. Hauling compost, that sort of thing. Same reason. Was hoping to tire myself out.

[alt_susan]

Guess it didn't work too well for either of us, huh?

Well, mine worked for as long as it lasted.

I didn't want to come back.

[alt_neville]

Yeah.

It was nice to talk to Professor Sprout about Hannah. She invited me to the gathering that Hufflepuff is having tomorrow night for her.

You don't think anyone will mind if I come? Professor Sprout said I was welcome, but I wouldn't want to intrude.

[alt_susan]

Well, Zach and Bobby might not be thrilled with the idea, but the rest of us would be happy to have you, and they won't be too awful in front of Professor Sprout.

[alt_neville]

I'll stand at the back, and I won't make a sound, I promise.

It would mean a lot if I could come.

[alt_neville]

Thanks.

Well, I hope you get some sleep. I'm going to put my journal down and try again, too.

Good night.

[alt_susan]

You should definitely come--don't let them keep you away.

I'll try to talk to them beforehand.

Yeah, g'night.

Thanks for keeping me company.