, and he's going to be your husband, not your child so stop infantilizing him. You're an adult. Act like it. If Ronald wants me and my family at his wedding then we will be there. For your sake, we won't stay for the reception." Hermione stepped closer to the seething red faced witch, lowering her voice, "And if you EVER call my husband a Death Eater again, you won’t have to wonder what happened to Astoria Greengrass." The blood drained from lavenders face leaving her an ugly shade of green, "Now if you'll excuse me, I believe I'm needed elsewhere." Hermione turned and walked over to where Narcissa was waiting with Madam Malkin. 