"Muggle fairy tale. See, all I had to do was wait for the Death Eaters to come around to mock me." I imitated the smarmy voice of Yaxley: "Looks like you’re back on the market, eh? You’re looking pretty good, now, doll-face. I think you’ll make a nice prize for the right bidder." And then I would just mutter to myself, "As long as it’s not Malfoy," and I’d pretend to be worried that they’d hear me, and what do you know? Nobody outbid you."