"Oh, I was just trying to figure out where my husband had wandered off too," Narcissa replied nonchalantly as she scanned the nearly-deserted room. A tiny frown creased her brow at the clusters of chairs pushed slightly askew by the departing crowd. She pulled out her wand from the small bag she carried; and at her command, the chairs dutifully re-aligned themselves into their original, neatly precise configuration.
She gave a satisfied smile and turned her attention back to Marcus. "I've heard my Draco mention you. How did the two of you become re-acquainted?"