Harry/Hermione/Pansy

"Boss one more person with a complaint, you need help?" came a voice from outside the room.

"No I got this, have a good day." said Harry, youngest Head Auror in history.

It was the end of the day, all normal Aurors had left, the night shift was in there own room, and now that his secretary had left Harry was all alone waiting for the end of his day to go home to his beautiful wife Hermione Potter.

In walked his last duty for the day, turning out to be Pansy Parkinson in a sleek black dress. This caused him to raise an eyebrow, not expecting Pansy of all people to come in, he hadn't seen her in the last 6 years since Voldemort had died.

She aged very nicely, pug-like face gone for a heart shaped face and cute nose, her body filling out perfectly, especially around the hips.

"You're complaint Miss Parkinson?" he asked professionally.