Ted honestly thought the bullying would stop once Voldemort died. It had dissipated a lot, thank god, but there were still some assholes that would mess with him.
Ted was running away, taking off his tie as fast as possible. He stuffed the yellow tie into his bag and began to shift into one of the Prewett twins; he had a 2/3rds chance of picking out a correct tie without looking. Thank god the odds and luck were on his side as he pulled out the blue one and quickly fastened it around his neck. He did his best to even out his breathing and lean nonchalantly against the wall. The assholes ran past him, still looking for Ted but only finding Fabian. Once they were gone, he sighed in relief, turning to walk away when he accidentally walked into someone.