Draco entered the bedroom and placed a cup of strong coffee and a glass of hangover potion on the bedside table. Even though it was mid-morning Hermione was still sprawled in bed, her head buried under the covers. Walking over to the large windows Draco pulled open the curtains, letting the bright sunlight flood into the room. In the bed Hermione groaned and tried to bury herself further under the blankets.
"Oh no you don't." Draco chuckled walking over to the bed and pulling the covers off Hermione. "It's time to get up."
"I don't want to." Hermione mumbled, placing a pillow over her head.
"Tough." Draco reached over and pulled the pillow off Hermione's head, causing his wife to growl at him. Grabbing the hangover potion, Draco handed the glass to Hermione. "Drink this, it'll help."
Hermione took the glass from Draco and drowned the purple liquid in one gulp. She grimaced at the bitter taste, but almost immediately she began to feel better. However, while her hangover was fading her embarrassment over the previous night was still very much in evidence.
"I'm never leaving this room again." Hermione declared as she flopped back onto the bed.
"That's hardly practical." Draco retorted. "We do have a life back in England."
"A life where I'll forever be known as the witch who jumped into bed with her father-in-law." Hermione blushed at the memory of the previous night.
"It was just an accident." Draco said.
He'd already spoken to his mother that morning and Narcissa had filled him in on all the details Lucius had told her. That meant Draco knew exactly what had occurred between his wife and father, but he was still curious as to whether Hermione would admit to everything that had occurred. If it wasn't for the fact Hermione had been totally drunk, he might have been perturbed by the incident but as it was he just found it hilarious.
"You never did tell me exactly what happened." Draco said, handing Hermione her coffee. The second they had entered the bedroom the previous night Hermione had mumbled something about sex, before she passed out in the centre of the bed.
"I don't want to talk about it." Hermione muttered as she sipped her hot beverage.
"Why?" Draco questioned. "Have you got something to hide?"
"No, it's just embarrassing." Hermione replied. "Do you really want to know?" She asked with a sigh when she realised Draco was still looking at her in an expectant manner.
"Yes." Draco nodded, trying not to smirk.
"Fine, I'll tell you." Hermione huffed, placing her cup back on the bedside table. "First of all as you know I was pretty drunk, it took me nearly ten minutes to stand up, five minutes to make it to the stairs and another ten to climb them. Anyway when I got to the top of the stairs I was confronted by all these doors that were identical. I remembered what you said about your room being the third bedroom, so I started to count."
"And you forgot about the linen cupboard." Draco chuckled, immediately spotting where his wife's mistake had occurred. "You counted that as a bedroom, meaning my parents room was the third door."
"Yep." Hermione nodded.
"Okay so you went into the room, did you not notice it wasn't me in bed? In fact did you not notice the entire room is set out differently?"
"We've just established I was drunk." Hermione answered. "So there I was drunk and ready for some action. I didn't even think about the room being different as I stripped off and climbed into bed. And as for not knowing it was you, it was pitch black and I couldn't see a thing."
"What happened once you got into bed?" Draco questioned, wondering how much Hermione was going to tell him.
"I snuggled down beside you, well who I thought was you, and started to gain your attention." Hermione admitted. "And just for the record, I definitely got your father's attention. I hadn't been in the bed for five minutes before he was grabbing my backside, and he had a good bloody feel of my chest."
"I know." Draco chuckled. "He was working out who you were."
"What?" Hermione's mouth dropped open in shock. "Are you telling me he knew it wasn't your mother when he was groping me? I assumed he was just as confused as me, until I said your name."
"He initially thought it was mother, until he grabbed your arse. That's when he realised it wasn't her and began trying to work out who had climbed into his bed." Draco explained. "And according to father the second he realised it was you, he removed both his hands, and yours, and that was what made you say my name."
Hermione thought back over events of the previous night before she slowly nodded her head. "Actually that seems about right, not that I'm entirely sure as it's a bit fuzzy in parts."
"Right, so now we've established that father stopped you when he realised who you were, do you want to tell me where he removed your hands from?" Draco smirked at Hermione, unable to contain his amusement.
"You already know." Hermione hissed, narrowing her eyes at her laughing husband.
"Come on humour me." Draco laughed. "Where were your hands?"
"They were in his underwear." Hermione muttered. "And yes before you ask, I had hold of him."
"Did that not tell you it wasn't me?" Draco questioned, genuinely interested in why his own wife failed to spot it wasn't him she was fondling.
"Again I was drunk and not totally at my most observant. The basics were the same, it was big and hard." Hermione replied. "Although I can tell you, you take after your father in that department. He's also rather impressive."
Hermione laughed as Draco grimaced at the comparison.
"Okay, I think that's enough." He said, jumping off the bed. "Get up so we can get downstairs. We're all heading into the village after lunch."
"No way." Hermione shook her head stubbornly. "I am not facing people after last night. As if what happened with your father wasn't bad enough, perhaps you forgot that everyone saw me practically naked."
"You weren't naked, you had your underwear on." Draco retorted.
Hermione snorted as she got off the bed and stripped off the shirt she was still wearing from the previous night. Standing in her skimpy underwear she raised an eyebrow at her husband.
"See, I'm practically naked." She demonstrated by spinning around and making sure Draco saw exactly how little she had covered. "And even the covered bits are visible through this bloody material."
"So I've noticed." Draco said as his grey eyes were scanning hungrily over Hermione's body. With the incident the previous night they hadn't had sex, but Hermione's underwear was very tempting.
Hermione smiled as she noticed where Draco's attention had gone, maybe if she handled things right they could spend the rest of the day in bed rather than with the others. Walking over to her husband, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her scantily clad body up against his.
"I bought this set especially for you." She purred, running one of her hands through Draco's soft hair. "Do you not want to take them off me?"
"Most definitely." Draco grinned, leaning down and capturing Hermione's lips with his own. Lunch and the others could wait, right now he had his sexy wife to deal with.
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Unfortunately for Hermione her plan of keeping Draco in bed all afternoon failed. After a couple of hours he insisted they get up and check if the others were still in the villa. They'd probably have missed lunch, but Draco reckoned they might catch their friends before they headed down to the local village.
As the couple headed downstairs Hermione hoped everyone else had already gone. When the front room was deserted she began to hope her and Draco were alone, but as they approached the doors leading out to the pool area she could hear talking and laughter. Peering out of the glass doors, Hermione paused when she spotted everyone was still sitting around the pool, the remnants of their lunch still evident on the tables.
"Come on." Draco told hold of Hermione's hand and pulled his wife outside.
The second they stepped outside Hermione felt like everyone was staring at her. Blaise and George were sitting with their heads together, muttering and sniggering quietly, and Narcissa, Angelina and Ginny all looked as though they were trying not to laugh. The only person who looked as uncomfortable as Hermione was Lucius. Draco's father had quickly looked away when he spotted Hermione and he was sitting with his head lowered.
"Hermione, how nice to see you." Narcissa smiled, trying to act normal.
"It was even nicer to see you last night." Blaise joked. "The view was pretty impressive."
George heartily agreed with Blaise as the two wizards laughed and made whistling noises at Hermione. Hermione glared at the duo, causing them to stop the whistling but they continued to laugh quietly together.
"Do you two want something to eat?" Narcissa asked, trying to regain some sense of normality over the afternoon.
"We'll just grab something down at the village." Draco said. "That is if we're still going out."
"Yes, we're still going." Narcissa nodded. "We were just waiting for you two."
"You didn't have to do that, you could have gone on ahead." Hermione said.
"Nonsense, we weren't going to leave you behind." Narcissa tutted, before turning her attention to the entire group. "Well what are you waiting for, let's get going."
The group jumped to attention at Narcissa's words and after summoning everything they needed they were off. Lucius and Narcissa led the way while Hermione made sure she and Draco were at the back of the group. So far Hermione hadn't had to deal with Lucius directly and she was putting it off for as long as possible.
After a scenic fifteen minute walk the group arrived at the small French wizarding village. When they arrived the group all wanted to see and do different things so they agreed to split up and meet back up in a few hours. As the group split up Hermione watched where Lucius and Narcissa were heading, before dragging Draco in the opposite direction.
"You can't avoid father for ever." Draco chuckled, knowing exactly what Hermione was up to.
"I know." Hermione admitted. "But I can at least avoid the embarrassment for as long as possible."
"Well you can for a few hours, then we're all meeting up again." Draco pointed out.
"I'll worry about that in a few hours, for now let's just enjoy ourselves."
Draco nodded and wrapping his arm around Hermione's waist the couple set off to explore the small village.