Daphne was capable of being nice, and after a week full of looking at how miserable Astoria was, maybe she'd felt a little more appreciative of George and his quirky self.
"I'm sure they'll find someone else to kiss," she assured him as strong arms snaked around her torso. Daphne may have been strong and independent, but she liked the way that it felt to be held by someone, and she couldn't help but smile slightly. "Like Parvati, for example." Her smile easily shifted to a smirk.