First of all, Daphne didn't think Tobi (for now she remembered his name) had a good hair day in his entire life. His unruly curls looked ominous to her as if to warn her of all doom linked to this young man that she must avoid but reluctantly thank for stepping as a mediator.
Even if she hadn't requested saving.
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"Look, again, I don't know what happened, I figure Daphne got on your nerves- it happens - but the last thing anyone needs is a catfight in the snack car. It's in everyone's best interest for someone, and I don't care who, to turn the other cheek."
Tobi doubted that the Slytherin had it in her, but it was in his nature to try and make peace.
All points he had been awarded in Daphne's invisible records dissipated briefly before being added once more. With a shrug and a nod, Miss Hopton had to agree with Tobias. There wasn't such a thing as being everyone's cup of tea--or chocolate frog for that matter.
"I suppose it's my cheek that needs turning? You don't do subtle well," she commented mindlessly in Tobi's direction when suddenly she was ensnared to forcefully embrace Celandine. Muttering slightly, Daphne tried to squirm away, Cel's overly sweet breath making her nauseous. "I appreciate your...affections Miss Celandi--"
There was saliva on her forehead.
Slapping Cela's hands away, Daphne kept her shrieking inside her brain while she desperately brought out an embroidered handkerchief from her robes' pockets to rub furiously at her forehead, creating a bright red spot, smack dab in the middle, in the process.
She even completely missed the bit about Nicholai and stabbing.