This was quite the to-do and Holden was already sort of over it. Sure, he liked a good social event here and there, but they were starting to pile up between Noble making sure he was at his sister's debut, and then of course Henri's debut and now his presence was more or less dictated for this evening at the Minister's shindig, he was going to need a break soon enough. This season was going to be a nightmare. Would it be so bad to get a case that put him undercover and he had to sit out for a little while? Work would be the most reasonable excuse.

It was still a little early in the evening for him to want to truly escape just yet. He'd taken a couple of turns on the dance floor before heading up the staircase for some refreshment. That hadn't lasted long either, as he knew the top of the hour was due to change the theme and he wasn't entirely sure what was going to happen next so he'd turned to head back down, when the tap came on his shoulder.

"Yaxley?" He looked the lady up and down, but never in a million years would have guessed that was who stood before him.