She had learned this man worked in the accounting department for the DMLE, had four pet flamingos,  they were just fascinating really , and a collection of fossilized slugs. As the man began a detailed explanation of why exactly flamingos are pink, Hermione's eyes drifted past the empty dance floor and continued to search for Harry. She eventually spotted him casually leaning his back against the bar with his elbows propping him up on either side. He looked far more relaxed than he typically did at these events. 