Mingling pre-first dance
Daphne stepped into the hall feeling like a million galleons. Her honey blonde hair was swept up, her eyes slightly smokey. Her robes, coral, cap-sleeved, and showing just enough decolletage, was otherwise very flowy and feminine.
She walked up to the table to retrieve her dance card for the evening. She scanned the room. Draco was greeting and meeting... She couldn't see Astoria, Blaise, Theodore, or anyone else really.
She took a customary glass of champagne before patrolling the room.