And worst of all, Cormac thought he was doing me a favour. He still liked me and was under the delusion that I liked him—or that I had ever liked him—and he thought I should be eternally grateful for him saving me from the likes of Draco Malfoy or whichever other Death Eater would have bought me. At the time, I was a little grateful, but that was short-lived. It disappeared completely around the time he asked me to get those expensive magical enhancements.