The young man who had entered was about her own age, and she thought she recognised him from her own year at Hogwarts -not her own house, and she only vaguely remembered his name - it was unlikely she would have entertained his society much, given he was clearly a man who was required to work and despite their being the same age, he still very much looked like a boy.

Still - social nicities must be observed. 'Mister Scamander?' she greeted with an inclination of her head, a gracious and well practised gesture that Gwen had mastered at 12, a way of appearing both cordial and demure. 'It has been such a long time since I last saw you.'

She rose from the seat, having said her piece to the Minister - and having procurred not one, but two sufficiently good stories to regale the ladies at the charity breakfast she was rather sated with her time in the office of the minister. 'thank you for you time Minister Ross' she addressed him with her most charming smile, 'Lord Adinbury would be most delighted to recieve you and your lovely lady wife for dinner very soon.' The heavy silk tafetta of her gown rustled as she moved towards the door. 'Good day to you too Mister Scamander, Good day gentlmen, I leave you to the busy work of running the country.' With a last nod to each she swept out into the hallway