Draco POV
"Harder, baby!" The big breasted blonde screamed as she rode me, grabbing onto my hair. I pulled her off of myself as I heard a knock at the door.
"Young master, your fiancé is here to see you" Mari (my personal maid) said while glaring at the bimbo, who was clinging to my toned frame.
I waved Mari out, and tried to change, but I was instead faced with a slap to the face.
"A fiancé! How could you!" Carla ( or was it Cassie? ) sobbed, globs of mascara running down her face, as she tried to scratch
I chuckled. Stupid bitch.
I grabbed her face just as she was about to turn around and jerked it towards my own.
"Look, Callee, I'm not interested in bimbos. You were a good fuck, but that's all. Call me whenever you want to hook up again" I told her with a smirk as I zipped up my fly.
"My names Candy, you prick!", and with that she stuck her bright pink tube dress back on and stomped out of the suite.
She would be back tommorow. They always were.
I took a look in the mirror. Perfect, as usual. I heard another sharp knock, and Mari stormed into my bedroom.
"Look at you, bedding that hussy! You should be ashamed, making poor Miss Hermione hearing that" Mari scolded.
Mari was probably one of the only people who could shout shit at me and get away with it. After all, she was almost like a substitute mother, with father mostly out and mother not really bothering to even look at me.
"Yeah, yeah, poor Miss Hermione" I replied as I walked out of the room.
I stride into the lounge, where Hermione sat rigidly, her hands in her lap, and sat on one of the plush, expensive sofas and poured myself some scotch.
I was going to need it after tonight.
A/N: Excuse any mistakes. I wrote this (partly) from an iPod. I hope you enjoy this... and please like and follow if you want more because I'll be quick on the chapter updates, and sorry this was so short! They'll be longer next time!
EDIT; I corrected the name mix-up after I got an email with an review about it.