Daphne was standing against the wall, a glass of punch in her hand as she scanned the crowd, watching those she danced with over the summer greeting their family and friends. She figured if she stood off to the side, she would be easier to locate if her friend so chose to come see her afterwards.
The first person she saw was the younger girl from Hogwarts - Eleanor she believed her name was. They had only spoken a few times but she was touched that the girl had made the trip to London to come see her dance. She waited for her to get closer before sending her a friendly wave.