Andromeda and ?
Andromeda remained quiet throughout the service. She was here as a Nott, for now, but she was quite mindful of the fact that she was also representing the Blacks. Smoothing her green robes, she picked up a flute of champagne and took a sip. Her eyes scanned the crowd as she let herself fade into the background as best she could.
Would she still be accepted into society once her name was no longer Nott? It was likely, thanks to the connections Regulus had made, but she could not stop the small voice whispering in the back of her mind.