"I think I'm drunk." Hermione giggled as she tried for the third time to stand up. This time she managed to stay on her feet and the other three witches in the room cheered her on as she took a few wobbly steps.

It was well after midnight in France and the women, apart from Angelina, had been drinking since early evening. Lucius had long since gone to bed after making suggestive remarks to Narcissa about an early night, but his wife had been having too much fun to go to bed. Draco, Blaise and George had also headed off to bed, each hoping their wives would be joining them before long. The girls however had been having too much fun together and thoughts of their husbands hadn't entered their head.

"Can you manage up the stairs?" Angelina asked. She was the only sober one amongst them, but she was still intoxicated by the laughter and good times they were having.

"I'm fine." Hermione said, turning determinedly towards the stairs. "I'm off for sex." She announced with a giggle as she stumbled forward.

"If Draco's still up for it." Ginny laughed. "I bet he's asleep like Blaise, I can hear his snores from here."

"Draco's always up for it." Hermione replied. "He'll be waiting in bed for me right now. I need to get to him."

"Do you want some help?" Angelina offered.

"No." Hermione started to shake her head, but quickly stopped when the room start to spin. "I'm a grown witch I can handle sex, I mean stairs."

Angelina, Narcissa and Ginny all laughed at Hermione as she finally reached the bottom of the stairs. Grabbing onto the handrail she began slowly climbing up them, all the time mumbling about Draco and the sex she was going to have.

Upon reaching the top of the stairs Hermione stopped and frowned. "So many doors." She muttered to herself. Composing herself she remembered what Draco had said about his room being the third door along. Walking over to the first door she placed her hand on it and counted it. "One." With a tiny nod she staggered over to the next door. "Two. And three." She announced coming to a stop at the third door along. "Sex, here I come."

With a giggle, Hermione pushed the door open and crept into the dark room. Not bothering with the light she wriggled out of her dress and crawled into bed with her husband, wearing just her skimpy underwear.

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Lucius was on the verge of drifting off to sleep when he felt a warm, feminine form crawl into bed with him. He'd long since given up hope of Narcissa heading to bed for some fun as he heard the laughing and commotion from downstairs, so instead he had read for a bit before settling down to sleep.

Lucius wasn't quite fully alert when Narcissa crawled into bed and started to press kisses against his shoulder and cheek. When her hand reached down into his underwear and began to stroke him, Lucius started to become alert. Reaching his arm out he grabbed hold of a taut backside and alarm bells began to ring, Narcissa's behind was still in pretty good shape but the flesh he had hold of definitely didn't belong to his wife.

Feeling more alert, Lucius slid his hand over the hip of the witch in bed with him and rested it on her flat stomach. That ruled Angelina out of the picture as George's wife was pregnant, and the stomach of the witch in bed with him was toned and flat. Lucius briefly debated to let the girl in his bed know of her mistake, but he still didn't know who it was and his curiosity was getting the better of him.

Sliding his hand further north he found a pair of breasts, barely encased in some sort of lacy material. His touch produced a low moan from the witch and Lucius could feel himself responding to the sound. Continuing to poke around he decided it was Hermione in bed with him, the breasts he'd had a good squeeze of were significantly larger than Ginny's. Not that Lucius had spent time ogling the breasts of his daughter-in-law and her friend, it was just something that he couldn't help but notice earlier when both witches were in their bikinis.

Removing his hands from Hermione's body, he reached down and grabbed hold of her hand. No doubt she would be mortified by her mistake, but it would only be worse the longer she'd been handling his goods. Pulling her hand out of his boxers, he chuckled at her disappointed moan.

"Draco. Why are you stopping me?" She asked, trying to wriggle her hand out his grasp and return it to his underwear.

"I'm not Draco." Lucius chuckled. "But if you want to continue, feel free."

At his words, the high pitched scream Hermione let out nearly pierced Lucius's eardrums and no doubt the entire house would have heard. Straight away he felt her jump out of bed as he reached for his wand and flicked on the lights.

When the lights came on Lucius had to try hard not to stare at Hermione. She was wearing the tiniest bra and knickers set he'd ever seen. The material was emerald green and was so thin it was see through. Her nipples were clearly visible through the low cut bra and when she turned to head for the door Lucius groaned at the sight of her backside, fully exposed in the thong she was wearing.

"What the hell?" Lucius heard Draco exclaim as Hermione ran out into the hallway.

Pulling on a robe to hide the effect his daughter-in-law had on him, Lucius went to the doorway. Hermione was standing in the hallway along with Draco, Blaise and George. Narcissa, Ginny and Angelina were just rushing up the stairs to see what the commotion was about.

"What's going on?" Narcissa asked, wondering why Hermione was standing in the hallway in just her underwear.

"Hermione got a little lost." Lucius explained. "I think she miscounted the rooms."

"Did you get into bed with Lucius?" Ginny giggled at the thought.

Hermione reluctantly nodded her head, suddenly she was very sober and extremely embarrassed as she thought about what had just happened. Not only had she accidentally gotten into bed with Lucius, she had felt him up and he'd had a good bloody feel of her.

"What happened?" Draco asked, noticing his father was in a robe. He just hoped he wasn't naked underneath.

"Nothing." Hermione said quickly.

"Hermione just got into the wrong bed, and I kindly pointed it out to her." Lucius added just as quick.

"Before or after you'd had a good grope?" Blaise laughed.

"I didn't grope her." Lucius protested, hoping Narcissa couldn't tell he was lying.

"Then you're a better man than me." George chuckled, looking at Hermione in her skimpy outfit. Her breasts were practically falling out of the bra she was wearing, not that it mattered much as the material was so see through he could see all she had to offer. "If Hermione hopped into my bed dressed like that, I would have a feel."

"Me too." Blaise agreed from the other side of Hermione. His view was the back of Hermione and his eyes were glued to her backside that was on display. "The views not bad from this end either."

Hermione turned round to glare at Blaise, giving both him and George a different view of her. Blaise was now eyeing up her chest, while George was checking out her backside.

"Will you both stop looking at my wife?" Draco growled, storming into the bedroom and returning a second later with a shirt he threw to Hermione who gratefully pulled it on.

"Maybe it's time we all went to bed." Narcissa suggested.

"Yes, this was just a drunken mistake and I would appreciate if it was never mentioned again." Hermione said before she turned round and hurried into her and Draco's room. She knew the incident wouldn't be forgotten as easily, but she could hope.

Draco followed Hermione into their room while Blaise and Ginny and George and Angelina headed into their rooms, both couples giggling about what had just happened. Lucius had already headed back into the bedroom and once Narcissa was sure everyone was in their rooms she followed her husband.

"So you didn't grab a feel of Hermione." She said, eying her husband up suspiciously.

"Maybe just a tiny one." Lucius admitted. "Just enough to know she wasn't you."

Narcissa snorted sceptically as she walked over to where Hermione's dress and shoes were discarded. Picking them up she placed them on a chair to give back to her daughter-in-law, before turning back to her husband.

"Tell me the truth, what really happened. How far did things go?"

"Not too far. I swear I stopped her as soon as I realised it was Hermione." Lucius said, before abruptly shutting up as he thought he may have revealed too much.

"And how did you realise it was Hermione?" Narcissa questioned.

"She wasn't pregnant like Angelina and she's got more up top than Ginny." Lucius answered quietly. He knew Narcissa would get the truth out of him eventually so it was easier to just tell her everything straight away.

"Nice logic." Narcissa rolled her eyes at Lucius. She known immediately he'd gotten a good feel of their daughter-in-law, the question now was how good a feel of her husband had Hermione gotten. "And what was Hermione doing when you stopped her?"

"Just kissing me and stuff." Lucius shrugged, trying to pretend she hadn't had her hand down his underpants, which was hard to do considering he was still aroused by both her actions and what she'd looked like.

"And stuff? What sort of stuff?" Narcissa demanded as she strode over to Lucius and began to untie his robe.

Lucius looked at Narcissa in panic as she fully opened his robe and spotted the reason he had put it on. "She may have had hold of me." He whispered.

"So I see." Narcissa smirked. "Was she any good?"

"It was a couple of seconds." Lucius replied, not wanting to admit that Hermione's hands were very talented. "And she wasn't you." He added, wrapping his arms around his wife.

"She still got a rise out of you." Narcissa pointed out.

"Of course she did, I'm a man and she's a pretty attractive young witch." Lucius snorted. "I mean did you see what she was wearing."

"More like what she wasn't wearing." Narcissa giggled. "That was quite possibly the most revealing set of underwear I've ever seen, you could see everything."

"I know." Lucius sighed wistfully. "Lucky Draco."

Narcissa glared playfully at her husband, until he gave her a kiss and made sure she knew she was the only witch he wanted. While Hermione was attractive, Narcissa was the only witch he wanted in his bed.

"Should I get some underwear like that?" Narcissa asked as she quickly undressed and the couple settled into bed. "I could ask Hermione where she got them from."

"Don't bother." Lucius grinned. "I prefer you in no underwear."

As if to prove his point Lucius's hands delved under the covers and grabbed hold of his naked wife. Within minutes the couple were happily rolling around on the bed, Hermione's drunken mistake well and truly forgotten.