Ohhhh the wedding, that was certainly the highlight of Alecto's summer. She was especially happy when the Order members began to fight back, nothing like a good duel to take her mind off the fact that Mundungus wasn't there. And then the reports of the wedding afterwards in the Prophet were worth laughing about. They were actually blaming the Weasley's for their own desmise, that was the funniest article she had ever read.
"Brilliant idea, Rabastan! I'll be queen, and we can make all those filthy children bow down at our feet, and all those blood traitors regret ever turning their back on their own kind." Delusional? Definitely, but it was nice to dream. Her own gaze remained on the ceiling, as her legs shifted to cross in the opposite direction.