Having anticipated that most of her guests would bring a date to the reception, Hermione isn't too surprised when she spots an unfamiliar face hovering by the refreshments. Still, she wants to do her best to make sure that everyone's enjoying themselves at the party, and so she approaches the woman with a smile, hoping that she won't make the guest too nervous.

"Enjoying yourself? Please, have a pastry," Hermione says, stepping up next to the woman with a smile, a small flute of wine in one hand. Her cheeks are flushed from the sunshine and excitement, and she listens happily to the music in the distance, sounds mixing with the mingling of her wedding guests. "I don't think we've personally met before — my name is Hermione." She holds out a hand for a shake.