A/N: this is a short smut inspired by the universe of Fun and Games. If you want to know how our couples ended up together you can find out there. Maybe this will become a series of one-shots? Mature content! Enjoy!

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One afternoon in late September, Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy were getting ready to go have tea with the Parkinsons. They were old friends, and although their children did not end up married, they each ended up in very good marriages, and now they were all grandparents of a new generation of Hogwarts students. The Malfoys were the proud grandparents of Cassiopeia and Scorpius, while the Parkinsons doted on their two grandsons, James and Albus. Both estates hosted frequent sleepovers and birthday parties. The four parents of those children were incredibly close.

"I want to stop by the Cottage, leave these books for Hermione, she asked me for them days ago," said Narcissa.

The younger Malfoy couple and their children lived in a beautiful Cottage not far from them, but it was heavily warded, since Hermione Granger-Malfoy was the Minister of Magic, so the only access was through the floo network to authorized people.

"Shouldn't we at least owl them first? Since when we show up unannounced like rowdy peasants?"

Narcissa waved a dismissive hand.

"We won't be long, is not a visit. We'll use the floo to the library of the Cottage and leave the books on the desk, then we can take the floo straight to Parkinson Manor."

When she walked out of the floo of the Cottage library she stopped short; Lucius walked out and bumped into her.

Sitting on the edge of the desk in front of them was Pansy Parkinson-Potter, naked, tied up with magical ropes that hang from the ceiling, with her legs spread, a head of platinum blond hair in between them, going at it like it was his last meal.

Narcissa felt like everything went into slow motion. Her idiot son, the husband of the Minister of Magic, had his dumb head buried between the legs of the wife of the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and right when Lucius and herself were supposed to arrive at her parent's estate for tea.

After everything they had to go through to clean their name and keep him from Azkaban, this is how he was going to end up neck deep in trouble. Or dead. By his wife's wand or Potter's; Draco was messing with the most powerful witch and wizard in Britain. And for what? To give a shag to his old girlfriend from school? How can he be so stupid!

All those thoughts buzzed in her head at the same time like an avalanche; time seemed to stretch to eternity, but it was only a couple of seconds before she heard Harry Potter's voice

"It's all right, please, it's all consensual, we're here"

She turned around to see the head of the DMLE butt naked, covering his privates with a pillow, while he rushed to toss another one to Draco and a blanket from the couch to his wife. He did an awkward crab-like sideways walk with Hermione shielded behind his back until she reached her husband and hid behind him. Draco had by now untied Pansy and she was covered with the blanket, her husband running to her side to hug her. The four of them were beet red and looked like naughty children caught with their hands in the cookie jar.

Lucius Malfoy exploded in laughter, loud cackles like no one in the room knew he was capable off, bent down slapping his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. Narcissa couldn't help but to laugh too. The younger couples rolled their eyes, waiting for this mortifying moment to be over.

Finally, she regained her composure and signaled for her husband towards the floo. Before they left, Lucius turned around to say

"It is an honored tradition of the wizarding world to have some fun when the kids are at Hogwarts. You didn't invent it, you know?"

His wife smirked and said

"Well, I must point that Theodore Nott Sr never looked that good," she said waving a finger towards Harry.

And with that, they were gone.

Draco blinked.

"I would never be able to un-hear that."

Harry patted his back

"Well, if we are adults enough to be caught like this, we are adults enough to admit that they did it before us. Now, where were we?"