The rest of the wedding seemed to pass by in a blur of non-stop activity; greeting wedding guests, posing for photographs for the Daily Prophet, as well as the reception to follow. Hermione was happy when she finally got to sit down to eat finally. If the guests felt any disdain at knowing her true identity, they certainly didn’t show it as they approached her. Though, she supposed that could have been partially to do with the Dark Lord being at her side, a menacing presence that surely scared them into acceptance.