Daphne & Goyle & OPEN!
Black patent leather heels hit the stone path in a rhythmic pattern. An odd quiet fell over the students that were making their way back to the school, and Daphne wasn't about to break that silence. On the contrary, it was a nice change to the usual giggling, giddy, obnoxious chatter that usually went on around her. Gloved hands slipped into her pockets as she suddenly realized someone was walking beside her. Piercing blue eyes darted briefly to her side to take in the sight of a rather large figure.
"Gregory Goyle," She stated rather bluntly, and nodded her head in greeting to the point. Daphne wasn't the biggest fan of the bumbling git. Come to think of it, recently, she wasn't a big fan of many of her housemates. Draco had to the be the exception considering her younger sister (whom she would do ANYTHING for) was utterly infatuated with him, and the last thing Daphne wanted to do was mess up any chance Astoria might have with Draco. Sure, Daphne came off as the non-caring, pessimistic, self centered bitch, but when it came to her sister, Daphne would do anything to make sure she was happy. Even if that meant swallowing her own pride and allowing a prat like Draco into her life.
In case of Crabbe and Goyle, the only thing she could admire about them was their loyalty. While she believed their loyalty was misplaced, it was so valiant and steadfast that all she could do was give them some credit for it. She hated to believe that someone was that bloody stupid to actually follow around Draco like some sort of lost dog, but after witnessing it for seven years, she had become used to it. The last time she attempted a conversation with Vincent Crabbe, she left more frustrated then even. Not only did the boy accuse of her questioning his intelligence, but he went on to whine about everyone thinking he was an idiot.
Why should talking to Gregory Goyle be any different?
Glancing around briefly to figure out if Crabbe and Malfoy were near, she gave the boy a curious look when she realized he was walking alone, "The man was bloody ancient, he was bound to die soon." Daphne replied rather coldly to his statement about the funeral being over.