"Let me be honest, that mark above your breast, turns me on so much" he said as he kissed my cleavage.
"Oh, and I am never that drunk to not know when a girl slaps me" he said as he grabbed me by my neck and placed me on a desk.
"That was quite a sw...
"But I'll have the omelet" I said pulling the plate of omelet towards me.
"Alright, whatever you want" she said kindly. God someone needs to teach her to be tough.
"So, what's that thing?" I pointed to a machine that had bread in it earlier.
"Oh, right, you don't everything about muggle stuff. It's a toaster, you put slices of bread in it and it comes out as a toast, you don't have to go to the trouble of doing it on the pan" she said while taking a bite from the pancakes, that were now dripping in chocolate sauce.
"Mmm, this is delicious. Where'd you learn how to cook?" I asked which I probably shouldn't have because of her childhood, she did everything around the house.
She smiled and replied, "I used to cook when I lived on The Ruffle Street"
She really is kind, how she got in Gryffindor, is no mystery, of course she is brave. But Hufflepuff suits her too, and with her almost topping every class, I think she's a Ravenclaw too, but definitely not a Slytherin. She suddenly snapped her fingers in front of me.
"Are you even listening to me?" she asked standing up from her chair. She placed the dishes in the sink and was cleaning her hands.
"Erm, yeah. You're right" I lied, which she clearly knew and said, "What you think too that Harry's got sexy over the summer?"
"What?" I asked with wide eyes, my stomach turning when she mentioned his name. 'Saint Potter' always there to-
"I know you're lying; you weren't listening, you were day dreaming" she said, probably rolling her eyes and cutting me out of my thoughts.
"I was asking, for how long do you plan on staying? And when do you wanna go for the ride?" she asked turning around and bouncing her eyebrows.
"Uh, yeah. I'll stay for the whole day and leave tomorrow morning. If that's okay with you?" I asked taking another bite of the delicious omelet.
"Yes, of course. You finish your breakfast and I'll get changed and we'll complete our deal" she said smiling at me, pecking my cheeks lightly and leaving the room.
Olivia's POV
I quickly went upstairs and wore my black leather outfit that I always wore when I ride the motor bike. I wore a grey full sleeves t-shirt, dark blue jeans and a black leather jacket. I went downstairs and Draco was wearing what he was wearing yesterday.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
"Woah!" he said, shifting uncomfortably on the couch.
"What?" I asked while cleaning a little around the living room.
"You look..." he said eyeing me up and down.
"I hope the end of that sentence is good" I said while changing from my house slippers to the slippers that I kept outside, and went outside. He quickly followed and said, "Hot"
