At once his followers obeyed, and Hermione didn't know where to look as their gilded robes fell away and vanished to reveal fancy dress and familiar faces. Where there had been a sea of black, now color flashed wherever the eye landed. The opulence of it all always annoyed her. The music began again, not light and festive anymore but more of a mysterious, mournful sound. Still, people swayed in time to it and bodies flocked to the food tables, talking amongst themselves as they did so.