Kingsley + Tonks
Kingsley was not an overly religious man, but he could appreciate a good show along with the best of them. The children were sweet, and surprisingly quiet for infants. Kingsley had always assumed babies cried constantly until they were old enough to scream.
After the ceremony it was time for the party, which Kingsley was very much looking forward to. He liked a party in the best of times, but with a guest list like this it was very much like mixing business with pleasure. That wasn't something he normally supported, but in this case it was necessary.
He took a glass of champagne, though he had no intentions of drinking props were always welcome. If people thought he was here purely on a social basis, he might overhear more things than not. He looked around, and spotted a familiar face in the crowd.
Grinning he made his way over with a second glass of champagne. "You look like you need this," he murmured in her ear, smoothly coming to a halt besides Nymphadora Tonks. While he wouldn't say he knew her well, they had spent the last few months working at Hogwarts together, and now that she was returned from the dead a second time he intended to see it didn't happen again. Besides, from what he could tell she was a top-notch Auror, something he took pride in, seeing as his older self had been the one training her.