Theodore caught himself watching Timothy pursue the stray ice cream with his tongue. Was the boy teasing him in some way? Or just...unconcerned? It was mesmerizing in a way, and he couldn't tear his eyes from the sight for a long moment. The only thing that jarred him a little was when Timothy called him "Theo" rather than "Theodore." It was so familiar, probably too familiar, yet it made his lips twitch in a smile.
"I-I...hello," he said softly. "I've a...another friend in...Hufflepuff. Sally? I'm...sure you know her." He really was making the oddest of friends these days. When he'd really had next to none, previously.