"I assume it isn't a tea party," Serenus said coyly, resting his hand on Tybalt's furry thigh. "With any luck, the children will be so exhausted after the party, and we can have our own treats."
Severus rolled his eyes, although he said nothing; he wasn't exactly in any position to throw stones, given he and Remus still desired each other as strongly and deeply as ever. "I need that drink," he muttered.
Beside him, Cymbeline talked to and played with Etienne, the pair of them happily engrossed in their own little world.