Neville, after having a very confusing conversation with Eater, had finally found his way to the hotel. He had been told not the expect much from the lodging, but a room to himself sounded better than what he'd had at the Hogwarts dorms and certainly sounded better than the crowded conditions of the Room of Requirement. He poked around the lobby, deciding it paled in comparison to the common rooms back home, looking for signs of life. When he spotted the little girl, he put on a smile and waved awkwardly from the other side of the room. She couldn't have been older than a first year and he vehemently hoped she wasn't in the same predicament as he.

"Erm, hello there."