- MY EYES, MY MERLIN, MY EYES!
Narcissa Malfoy had just entered the living room, taking off her hat and halfway removing her gloves when she heard her 15-year-old grandson and she was startled. Hurried to approach the stairs and saw him descending them as if running from something very scary and her grandmother's instincts were immediately on alert.
- DISGUSTING SHOW, WHATS THE FUCK! - scream the grandson to the top of the stairs.
– Scorpius, what manners are these? What has happened?
- I NEED TO WASH MY EYES WITH SOMETHING, I need a spell URGENTLY, TAKE OUT MY EYES – passed by the angry and disgusted grandmother as he headed out of the mansion – Brainwashing or... SOMETHING THAT MAKES ME FORGET WHAT I JUST SEEN! DISGUSTING, DISGUSTING FATHER...! - and so it remained outside.
- By Morgana, can someone explain to me what is happening...? – steps coming from the stairs and observed for the son who came only in boxers – Honey, Scorp left here completely upset: what the f... - her eyes widened when she saw the woman who appeared behind him dressed in a robe green – Oh Mrs. Weasley... - that was the super important meeting that the son couldn't miss.
- Granger, it's Granger - muttered the woman behind Draco. Hermione was completely embarrassed, mortified. There was nothing to hide, she was a free woman but she doesn't want them to discover about their affair when she was on top of Draco, completely naked.
- Oh, I see... - said Narcissa with the understanding of what had just happened and taking her things – Well, please get dressed, we have a long talk to have – Draco sustains himself with a look stern her mother threw at his – I think you are both smart enough to know how to lock a door. There's a spell for that!
- Mother...
- We'll talk after you and Mrs. Weas... Ms. Granger recompose – she said with a sigh as put on her hat – I believe this has not been Scorp's best homecoming.
