Thread: Climbing the Corporate Ladder (SlytherinDesires x Moon Struck Fox)

Draco knew he was an ass, he knew he was a hard boss, and he also knew Pansy would have yelled at him by now. he missed pansy, but in all honesty... Lillianna was doing very well. she hadn't missed an appointment, she made him eat, he'd forgotten to take his card back from her and she hadn't stolen anything. she just used it for what he told her to. buy food, buy coffee, buy tea, pay for the dry-cleaning, pay Astoria's Alimony. he didn't even bother taking it back after the end of the work day, why bother? he had two of them. she could keep it and if money started to vanish he'd know where to look first, easy as that. her suspicions about him getting worse when worried about Scorpius was right, only he aimed his Vitrol at anyone who walked through the door then, instead of aiming it all on Lillianna. he had calmed down again by Friday and looked about as ready to have a weekend off as she was. he was also a creature of habit, and by Friday she knew most of his quirks. when he was stressed or unhappy, he wanted tea every hour. when he was just tired it was Coffee for breakfast and for lunch and for 'dinner'. when he was in a good mood he hardly bothered her for anything other than lunch, though those days where rare. he was a single father who was running a company practically all by himself. he was always unhappy somehow or another. James Potter, the oldest of Harry's children, had written home twice to complain about Albus being a nuisance. and poor McGonagall had written twice more about Al picking on Scorpius, who was doing his level best to ignore the 'stuck up little brat' that was 'the Potter Spawn' as Draco had read aloud amidst laughter. clearly Draco had thought that hilarious, though he hadn't realized Lillianna was listening in. Draco was always careful not to say anything negative about Potters in her presence... which was unusually nice for him. Thank you Ms. Potter. Draco stated, sounding more than a little distracted as he scowled from one expense report to the other. somehow someone was stealing money in the Warding department, but Draco was having issues figuring out how and couldn't call the DMLE in to investigate because Harry wouldn't really try that hard, or worse, he'd send Ron who would loudly accuse draco of conspiracy and fraud. how those two idiots became Aurors on their crappy scores was beyond Draco... even if he did know. they where War heroes of course. at least Granger didn't look at him as if he was manure. oh! Ms. Potter, please set up a Doctors appointment for Scorpius. he's been complaining of chest pains... he paused and stared as she bent over, wide eyed and shocked at the sudden look of panty he had gotten. ...uh... Chest pains and that oaf they had as a Hogwarts healer hasn't found anything and has had the audacity to tell me that Scorpius is an attention seeking brat. he admitted. remind me to file a formal complaint with Headmistress McGonagall over the Staffing there as well... he ordered, blushing hard as he tried to get the image of her shapely ass out of his head. also, kindly remind me to sen a letter to your half wit of a brother that the new Auror Armor should be ready by Thursday. he muttered something under his breath and returned to his financial reports, his head cocked to the side. have a good Panties... WEEKEND! i meant weekend...