"Thank you for coming, everyone, to the first celebration of my son and his future wife Hermione." Narcissa began. She looked like royalty that night, her floor length dress was all black, with exception of glittering emerald trim along her collar, wrists and hem. "Many of you were no doubt shocked, as Lucius and I were, when Draco told us of his relationship with Hermione. I believe we suggested the help of a healer," she paused for a ripple of laughter. 