The first time Theo glared at her, she flinched. When he walked away, she froze. And when he changed class seats, she cried.
Daphne noticed - Theo pointedly never looked up.
"His dad wants him to trap you in a betrothal contract." Daph whispered from the other side of the library shelf. "Sayng you've turned your back on Slytherins is safest."
"...he's playing the jilted lover."
"Yes."
"And you?"
"...all Slytherins."
A choked sob.
"I'm sor-"
"-no. It's smart. It's safe. Just," a watery breath, "...study hard. I'll figure it out. So pass your OWLs."