Daphne's brows furrowed in drunken confusion. He had a point. He had money. He had pure blood. But there was a catch. There was something about the Weasleys that put them off-limits.
Oh yes.
"And what about all your impure friends?" she asked, arms crossing over her chest. "You'll give them all up to marry me?" No, of course not, because the men in Daphne Greengrass' life always found something to put above her.