Garret was nearly at the door when Daphne wailed for him. He had heard Varius' ultimatum and had snorted, even as he had felt a twinge of sympathy for the poor little Gryffindor in that toilet stall. If it was him in there, he would have simply punched the slimey git.

He heard Daphne unlock her stall door and despite himself, he went back and looked in on her. Leaning on the door of the stall, he bit the insides of his cheek as he pondered putting her out of her misery or milking this for all it was worth.

She was actually BEGGING him to help her by kissing her.

Nah, he thought with a secret smile, that was enough, "C'mon," he knelt down and placed his hands on her shoulders, picking her up off the floor in a quick move, "Stop beggin' me to kiss you, woman and just GO, for Merlin's sake."