Daphne would never understand what Draco saw in Parvati Patil. The bubbly little rodent had never sat well with Daphne, and after she had managed to snatch up the most eligible bachelor on the market, she had only dropped lower in the former Slytherin's favor. Needless to say, Daphne was horribly jealous of the woman, though you would never hear her admit it, and every time she saw her, gallavanting around with all her sunshine and fuzziness it gave her the strong urge to vomit.
All of this, of course, meant that Daphne was positively thrilled as she was politely escorted over to the group of women fawning over Parvati's newest gift. Despite her inner sneer that radiated so strongly from her gaze, Daphne was polite and collected as ever. "How lovely, Parvati. You must have been quite the secretary." She offered a smile, ingenuine as always. "You must miss spending so much time with him now that he's found a replacement."