Ginny and Jewllian
Upon hearing his name Jewllian's head turned, his attention pulled from the conversation he'd found himself in the midst of. His eyes settled on Ginny, his brow furrowing ever so slightly in confusion as he looked at her. He turned back to the woman he was standing next to, speaking into her ear to excuse himself from the conversation, in French of course. A polite kiss was pressed against her cheek and his hand slipped from the place it had rested high on her back as he turned to Ginny.
"Miss Weasley." He said politely, bowing his head ever so slightly. "May I help you with something? I imagine there's a bit of celebrating you should be doing tonight."