"I thought not," Draco snaps. He picks up the jewelry box and turns to Daphne with an entirely different demeanor. "I have been remiss," he says to her, smiling, "in not offering you a betrothal gift. I visited Gringotts today and removed this from the Black vault. My mother wore it as a girl, and I’m sure she would have liked you to have it." Daphne gasps, wide-eyed. Draco never talks about his parents, and the fact is, he has no idea if his mother ever wore the necklace. It’s all part of the role he’s playing. He hands Daphne the box. "Please accept this with my warmest wishes for your happiness."