Caught.

"I really don't think this is a good idea," Hermione muttered as her husband tugged her into his study.

"Why not?" Draco asked, firmly shutting the door behind them. "It's our house, and it's our wedding anniversary."

"Yes, but all our friends and family are here," Hermione argued. "Someone will miss us."

"They're all having a good time, no-one will even notice we've gone," Draco retorted as he pulled Hermione over to his desk and settled down in his chair. "Besides, it's been a long time since we've snuck off for a bit of fun during a party."

"We snuck off last year at Blaise's birthday bash," Hermione replied as she leant against her husband's desk.

"Oh yeah." Draco grinned as he remembered sneaking off with Hermione to make use of the new garden swing his best friend had just had installed. "But you don't want to go back to the party, just yet. Do you?" He asked, looking up at Hermione as he slid his hand over her thigh.

"I'm sure we can spare a few minutes," Hermione said with a smile.

"Excellent," Draco replied, pulling Hermione onto his lap and connecting their lips.

Hungrily kissing each other, Draco's hand slid under Hermione's dress and snuck up towards her silk underwear. With one pull, Draco dislodged the underwear and yanked them down his wife's legs. Tutting at the fact her husband had ruined yet another pair of knickers, Hermione unzipped Draco's trousers and freed his manhood. Effortlessly the couple adjusted their positions, so that Draco was buried deep inside Hermione, her long dress obscuring just how intimately they were joined.

"I could stay like this forever," Draco muttered, peppering kisses up the side of Hermione's neck.

"It would get awkward," Hermione said, her laugh turning into a moan as Draco ran his hands over her still covered breasts.

"True," Draco agreed, reaching behind Hermione and flicking open the ties to her dress. Since Hermione was wearing a halter neck dress, the action exposed her full breasts to his eager grey eyes. "Not to mention staying like this means a lack of fulfilment."

Hermione's response was lost in a heated moan as Draco's tongue flicked over her nipples. Threading her hand through Draco's soft hair, Hermione threw her head back in ecstasy as her husband buried his head at her chest. Lost in each other's embrace the couple failed to hear the door to the study open, but they did hear the shocked gasps and cries of their friends and family.

"Shit," Draco swore, looking up and finding everyone standing in the doorway, his mother holding a cake.

"Surprise," Theo called with an amused smirk.

"What on earth are you all doing?" Draco demanded as Hermione hurriedly fixed her dress to cover her breasts.

"It's time for cake," Narcissa said quietly. "We thought we would surprise you."

"You did that," Draco muttered as a few people snickered at the embarrassed couple.

"Maybe we should go back to the dining room," Ginny suggested. "Draco and Hermione can join us when they're finished."

"That sounds like a splendid idea," Lucius said, working hard not to show how amusing he found the situation.

Hermione turned back to Draco and buried her head in his chest as she heard their friends and family turn away from the study. Even now, she could hear the laughing and wisecracks and she knew that they would never live this down. Everyone would always talk about the time they were caught shagging in the study.

"That was so embarrassing," Hermione muttered as she finally raised her head.

"You have no idea," A voice from the doorway said.

Turning around in horror, Hermione found herself looking into the unimpressed eyes of her seventeen year old son. Lyra was standing beside Scorpius, and she looked equally as disgusted as her older brother.

"How long have you two been there?" Draco asked. He hadn't spotted his children when the door had first opened and he was praying they hadn't seen too much.

"Long enough to be scarred for life," Scorpius replied. "All our friends saw you like that, it's so embarrassing. Can you not behave like normal parents, just once?"

"To be fair, we are in my private study," Draco argued. "We didn't ask for everyone to barge in on us."

"It wouldn't be an issue if you weren't carrying on like randy teenagers when you've got a house full of guests," Lyra pointed out.

"Couldn't you have waited until next week?" Scorpius asked. "Lyra and I go back to school then, and you'd have the house to yourselves. But no, you had to do this tonight, in front of everyone."

"We're sorry," Hermione said, jumping in before Draco tried to defend their actions some more. "We had no idea we would be disturbed."

"Next time, think before you act," Lyra scolded before she and Scorpius turned and stalked away.

"Why do I feel like a child whose been scolded?" Draco asked.

"Because we have just been scolded, only it was by our children, not our parents," Hermione replied. "I suppose we better go and face the music."

"I guess so," Draco said, letting out a disappointed groan as Hermione finally got off his lap.

Fixing their clothes, the couple took a few minutes to prepare themselves, before returning to the party. Of course their actions were the source of much amusement amongst their friends, and Draco and Hermione spent the rest of the evening having to listen to jokes and innuendoes at their expense. Next time they would have to lock the door before sneaking off to have a bit of fun at a party.