You Do It For Me Dramione Novels & Stories

"Help me! Finn! Anyone! Dior is harassing me!" Finn calmly walks down the stairs and then dries a fake tear away from his eye upon seeing us. "Ah, it's so lovely seeing young love so early in the morning!" "No, it's not young love!" Dior is tickling my sides, and I swear I just peed a little—so fucking humiliating! Yet I can't stop laughing. "Finn, help me! Dior is trying to murder me!" Finn ignores me by walking to the fridge, and Dior smirks at me, wiggling his eyebrows with a devilish glint in his eye. "Looks like your bodyguard has left your side, princess—whatever will you do?"

"Bring him home sometime. You speak so highly of him. I would like to meet him." * * * "Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

“My phone is buzzing. If it wasn't important, no one would call knowing I'm in this meeting. I have to take it.” I wasn't asking for permission either. I was informing them what I was going to do. Don Marco nodded, giving me permission in his way, even though he knew I didn't need it. Out of the respect I majorly had for madam alone, I bowed slightly, and then walked out of the room. My eyes double blinked when I saw Draco standing outside. He looked up from the cigarette he was smoking, and smiled at me. “Let me guess, they're still discussing me? And you, unable to fathom a world where you're not the center of attention, especially above me, couldn't take it?”

As I stood up from my seat, the shame was so noticeable that I couldn't help but tremble. In that moment, I yearned for the impossible; a fantasy where the earth would open up and swallow everything related to me. Yet, deep down, I knew it was a dream that would never come true. I approached the counter, my voice hushed as I placed my order. "Mrs. Draco's drugs." The lady behind the counter smiled and began packaging the drugs for me. "Are you here to see your sister, Kara? You know she's our Luna now and is in the VIP room! Did you escort her here?" she inquired, seemingly nosy.

They were not going to get anything from me. "Well, you're still going to get the same answer," I replied. "So, I'd suggest that you just move on." She took a deep breath. Was she about to throw in the towel? Suddenly the wood door to the small room, opened and Damon came rushing in. He was furious. It was written all over his face. I displayed a fake smile. "Oh, glad you could join us Doctor Meir. We were just about to see how Crazy I am." The fact that he came storming into the room was not going to change my attitude.

I thought I fainted in my room, why am I still here? "Am sure you know your punishment and you Draco get your instincts right before you take an action." Prince Jeiel said in a very pissed tone, he looked at me and said "follow me." Do they see me now? I was bleeding right, what's happening. I was about moving when the fake me followed him instead. Sure, I am in Dreamland. I snorted at Damina and threw a punch at his face but it went right through him. Ohh I am a spirit, of course I died!

“You're early today, it's currently fifteen minutes past ten. Did something exciting happen at your job today, did you not get fired?” I shook my head, “How could I get fired when there are so many men who likes my kind services at the bar?” Cameron eyes darkened, “Services?” I nodded and walked past him into the house. Draco was nowhere in the living room. “Where's Draco?” I turned to face Cameron whose eyes flashed between red and brown. Although it was just for a brief moment, I clearly saw it. Something wasn't right.. “Cameron..” I trailed off and went to touch his forehead. It was burning unnaturally.

Draven walked in and stood in front of me. “Problem?” “Get me a bottle of orange juice,” he demanded. “Get it yourself.” “That’s an order,” he smirked. “Get it yourself. That’s an order,” I said, arms crossed. He chuckled and pulled out a necklace Draco gave me when I was eighteen. My eyes widened. I reached for it, but he shoved me away. “Get me the orange juice or I’ll break it,” he said darkly. “Drave—” “Get me the orange juice. Or. I’ll. Break. It.”

He grumbled and she chewed on her lower lip sheepishly. "I don't like how she wolves ogle you," She murmured softly and he went stiff when she licked his ear lobe deliberately. "I'm not going anywhere," He grumbled. "So am I," She pulled back winking at him and he felt his pants tighten. They danced for a while and then he stopped. He had to. If he kept dancing then he might end up taking her then and there. Draco saw his brother stepping out of the hall. He mind-linked Ezra who instantly came to stand closer to Fiona. Draco excuses himself as he steps out and follows his brother to the backyard.

"I swear to God if you don't fucking answer me, I'll run this car into a bridge!" "We were just dancing that's all nothing more" "Just dancing?" You were fucking grinding against him and his hands were all over you Dawn" She sighed. "Can you really blame me? If you had just given me the answers I asked for this could've been avoided and I wouldn't need to attend some stupid party just so I can stop thinking about you" "Oh so now it's my fault. This is you paying me back? you could have as well slept with him to make a point. I'm sure things would've resulted in that eventually"