Open Starter: please, starting with 1x character per RPer! (feel free to DM if you'd like more!) Where: the Malfoy/Black wedding When: flexible
As a child, Rabastan had loathed weddings. They were far too noisy, too crowded, and pointless. Times had changed - at least to a certain extent. He didn't mind them so much, these days. He recognised the importance of the ceremonies; the joining of two families, committed to each other for the benefit of their futures. But most of all, they were generally decent affairs, with worthy company and excellent surroundings. The best families did so enjoy trying to outshine one another. He'd expected nothing less from the Malfoys and the Blacks, and they had not disappointed. It was simply a pity that they had chosen to marry in the middle of a war. Some might think it unwise or indecorous; Rabastan merely thought it inconvenient. He could have been elsewhere, doing something more valuable for the cause. But he was happy for the couple - his friends - and he committed himself to making sure their day proceeded smoothly.
Presently, he'd taken residence beside the alcohol, where he'd helped himself to a glass of champagne. Since no one required him, he was content to linger quietly alone, though he scanned the surroundings and observed the other guests as they milled around.