It began at once, the blindfolded musicians behind them taking up their instruments instantly. Hermione wanted to twist around to see them better but couldn’t with how tightly Draco held her. There was no detectable flaw in their music, and as it washed over them it was heavy and beautiful. Their guests were already parting from the table and pairing up, heading onto the dance floor. Bit by bit, the table began to clear up by itself.