The Assistant ✔️

6- Lunch.

"Parting is suck sweet sorrow for I shall say goodnight for it'be morrow"
- Juliet Capulet

Hermione walked in to work the next day, a smile plastered on her face.
She wore a dark blue night gown that showed off her legs at the front and was floor length at the back, it had a long v neck split in the middle,highlighting the curves of her breasts and a sapphire heart shaped pendant necklace in the centre of the curve.
Her hair cascaded down in long beach waved curls, her makeup bold.

Walking in to Malfoy Enterprises, the young man at the front desk spit out his lemon tea and stared at her as she walked into the elevator, waiting for the top floor and walking towards Draco's office.
She opened the door, coughing as he twisted his head to the door, and grinning widely.

"What?"she asked,eyes wide.
Hermione spun around, showing off.
"Is there something on my dress?"

Draco chuckled and walked towards her, taking her by the waist and waltzing her out of the office.

"Where are we going?"she asked, startled.

"Lunch,"

:3

They both appeared with a "pop" at a fancy restaurant, a very Malfoy restaurant.

They found a very private table in the corner, and picked up the menus.

"Draco, I think this is a little more than lunch.."
Hermione whispered, feeling out of place.

Draco chuckled and put the menu down, facing her, a grin on his lips.
"Think of it as a date, or a congratulations being my assistant".

Hermione blushed and looked down at the menu, just as the waiter came.

"What would you like, Madam?,"he asked politely , nose in the air.

"I'll have... the spaghetti, and would you put extra cheese on top please?"

Draco raised an eyebrow and laughed to himself, before saying" Oh, that sounds lovely, I'll have the same please."

"Of course sir, and your drinks?"

"I'll have a large whiskey please,"

"And I'll have an extra large white wine, and can you please add a shot of Vodka?"

The waiter smirked and left the table with their orders, Draco sat up straighter in his chair and raised his eyebrow again.

He keeps doing that.

"An extra shot of Vodka? You think this date will be a nightmare?" He asked, concerned.

Hermione shook her head and leant forward.
"No no, it's just.. stress at home,"she sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose before letting out a shaky breath.

Draco frowned and began to think, before clicking his fingers and smiling at his new found plan.
"I will take you away in a holiday!"he smirked.

Hermione looked up from the table cloth and gave a shocked and startled expression.
"Holiday? With you? No no no no no no no"she laughed, shaking her hair, the curls jumping around until she stopped.

Draco looked at her questionably and leant over the table, faces inches away.
"I'm a Malfoy, And Malfoy's always get what they want, and what I want, is to take you on Holiday".

Hermione sat there, frozen into place, their forehead just about touching, the sexual tension heavy in the air it could kill.
That was, until the waiter came back with their drinks.
Hermione took a deep breath, as the waiter walked away, and downed the large wine glass.
Draco began to cough at her actions and loosed his tie.
Hermione laughed at him and sighed, licking her lips suggestively.
Draco raised an eyebrow and tutted, smirking.
"Naughty Granger, you'll get into trouble,"

She leant backwards in the chair and smiled.
"So Where will you be taking me?"

"That's for me to know ,and you to find out"