Daphne & Goyle & OPEN!
"Brilliant," There was no doubt in Daphne's mind that Goyle would know how to find tea. The boy probably knew his way around the kitchens with his eyes closed.
"Impressive, Gregory. It's called an aphrodisiac, some nonsense that explains hyper sexuality after eating food such as oysters, or artichokes." Waving her hand passively, Daphne brushed by him to step into the front Hall of the school.
"Honestly, it all sounds like a load of rubbish to me, if you like chocolate, then you like chocolate, don't try to blame it on some chemical component found in it." Tugging off her gloves, she shoved them into her pockets. "Besides, if you want to be in bloody love, just drink a potion."
Love was certainly one of those emotions that Daphne was not familiar with. Love required getting close to someone, and if there was one thing Daphne was good at, it was keeping everyone at arms length away from her.
Wait a moment.
Was Daphne actually having this conversation with Goyle? Gregory Goyle?! Arching a brow slightly, she began to unbutton her coat, as those black heels hit the stone of the empty corridor and echoed rhythmically.