Timothy looked a little shocked as he rapidly realised his mistake and he was about to stammer over himself in an apology and offer to buy his new friend one of his own when Theodore reached out and took the cone from him. He handed it over with a smile, watching carefully to see if it met with Theodore's approval as though he'd made it himself.
He took the cone back and then took a slurp of the ice cream himself, licking the delicate pink remnants from off his lip and shrugging a bit shyly at Theodore. "Not a problem." he insisted, the tip of his tail twitching in nervous happiness under his robe. "You go to Hogwarts, don't you?" he asked, although pretty much any young Wizard around the area would be a Hogwarts student. "I'm in Hufflepuff, I'm in year 6." he offered maybe a little too freely, his shyness-based verbosity apparently activating while bypassing his brain.