Forgive me {Completed}

Chapter 8-Club Scene

Everyone apparated to the club, Dolce Club London, a very popular club that was open till 3AM in the morning. The teen's walked into the club, the pulsing lights dancing across their skin as the smell of muggle alcohol hit their noses. Draco grimaced as he watched girls with way too short skirts and crop tops rub themselves on guys who looked at them in very perverse ways. They all walked to the bar, the boys ordering beers and a couple of glasses of whiskey. Draco's nose scrunched as he smelt the strong smell of the brown liquid that Fred had handed him. "Whats the matter Malfoy?" Harry asked with a slight grin as he swirled the liquid before drinking it. "Is this supposed to smell worse than firewhiskey?" He asked with a rather large grimace. The boys all nodded as Draco took a tentative sip, his eyes falling on the girls, Ginny drinking a mocktail, Luna a virgin Mojito, Hermione a Bloody Mary, and Helena had a shot of tequila, three liquid cocaines and a glass of sky vodka mixed with orange juice in front of her. The boys all laughed and rolled their eyes at her obvious addiction to alcohol, while Draco bit his lip, his eyes straying to her exposed mid-driff as she lifted her hands to the shot glasses. Her eyes met his over the rim of the glass as she smirked, lifting her hands a bit higher to expose more skin. Draco gulped as he downed his glass ordering another to calm himself. The others watched the definite sexual tension between the two, laughing when they heard the melody of a rap song that was all too familiar. Helena's eyes widened as she clapped her hands before pulling the girls to the dance floor and dancing. Draco was confused till he saw Neville shake his head and laugh. "What, what's funny?" Blaise smirked, "Just watch her." As the song started Draco felt his eyes widen when he watched Helena.

Cardi, Cardi bops
Cardi, Cardi sendin' shots
We The Best music
Cardi, from the block
Cardi, with the Glock
Cardi, yeah
Cardi, yeah
Another one
Cardi, yeah, yeah, yeah
DJ Khaled

They say my time is almost up, tell them bitches, "Wish, wish"
All these hoes lookin' cold, all these bitches fish sticks
Put a ribbon on my box 'cause this pussy gifted
I ain't got no free time, all my shit expensive
See my ring, my watch, my chain and everything is lit, lit (Ice)
All this gold on a bitch, I feel like I'm Slick Rick
If they love me or they hate me, it don't make no difference (Cardi)
It be hard not to kill a hoe 'cause I be tempted

Now I be countin' money, buyin' jewelry, hoes be ridin' dick (Dick)
I just make my M's and mind my business, hoes be ridin' dick (Dick)
"I can see Cardi eat so much, " and that's what got 'em sick
But I wonder how they still ain't pregnant, all that riding dick
Y'all betta go ahead with that weak shit, I'm certified, real street bitch
Won't be a song if I leak shit, we strapped up like defense
Whatever you do, sis, keep it cute, sis
Leave that beefin' shit at Ruth Chris or end up toothless
I've been official my whole life, I bought burners, I ain't buy likes (Brr)
How did little ol' me get money? Got everybody all tight
These bitches wack, these bitches garb (Garb), they diss me, I disregard
Bet you if I had a dick, these bitches couldn't get it hard

They say my time is almost up, tell them bitches, "Wish, wish" (Wish)
All these hoes lookin' cold, all these bitches fish sticks
Put a ribbon on my box 'cause this pussy gifted
I ain't got no free time, all my shit expensive
See my ring, my watch, my chain and everything is lit, lit (Ice)
All this gold on a bitch, I feel like I'm Slick Rick
If they love me or they hate me, it don't make no difference (Cardi)
It be hard not to kill a hoe 'cause I be tempted (Blaow)

Bought a Richard Mille, coulda bought me a house (No joke)
Feel like I'm the greatest rapper came out the South (Who want smoke?)
She keep tryin' to fuck, I told her top me for now (On God)
She got ass shots, I told her work on her mouth (Straight up)
Everybody talkin' this king talk, nigga we shootin' shit up, we don't battle (Bitch)
Cornball nigga, you ain't gettin' no money and we don't give a fuck about your talents (Snitch)
Came from the bottom, I'm a multimillionaire, I was just sleeping on pallets (21)
Fuck these rappers, I'm 4L Gang, we the best like DJ Khaled (Straight up)
Your bitch got that crazy head like a Kanye Tweet (21)
Had a wedding for my Glocks, call 'em Jay and Bey (21)
I split the rent with my chopper 'cause it stay with me (On God)
Leave you drunk like a shot of liquor, ain't no chasin' me (On God)
He threw in a white flag, but I still want beef (Stupid)
Catch you at your album release you play with Cardi B (Shoot it)
Make this pistol blow both ways, I call it Hennessy
I know your mama taught you look both ways 'fore crossing me (Lil' bitch)

They say my time is almost up, tell them bitches, "Wish, wish"
All these hoes lookin' cold, all these bitches fish sticks
Put a ribbon on my box 'cause this pussy gifted
I ain't got no free time, all my shit expensive
See my ring, my watch, my chain and everything is lit, lit (Ice)
All this gold on a bitch, I feel like I'm Slick Rick
If they love me or they hate me, it don't make no difference (Cardi)
It be hard not to kill a hoe 'cause I be tempted (Blaow)

We The Best music
(What's that on your wrist?)
(I call it a chandelier)
Another one

Draco stalked onto the dance floor and pulled Helena to his chest, grabbing her hips as he kissed her hard on the lips, his arousal pressing deep onto her core. "Well Sweetheart, I see the song got to you." Helena said, her voice breathless from the song and the kiss. "Well if you rap like such a babe, and look the way you look, then obviously I'd be this aroused." Helena laughed, the two swaying and grinding against each other, completely oblivious to the shady characters watching the girls from the shadows.