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

Lillianna was still really not entirely sure that she could do this job. She had managed not to wince too much when Draco had rattled off things to do but when she got to her office she thought she was going to cry. Thankfully she managed to get everything she needed done within the time span she needed to do it. All the smaller errands that she ran for Draco was crazy too. She was pretty sure she was going to pass out if she didn't manage to be able to go on break that she was legally allowed to have. Though she found herself still getting stuff done on her break because she didn't run behind. She hardly got to eat herself though she was glad that Draco let her buy it off of his card. He was bloody wealthy enough that it barely cost a knut to him. Though one thing she was liking about this job was she was finally busy and not just sitting around at work with nothing to do. She was actually earning that fat paycheck. Her old job half the time she just went home early because there was nothing to do. Now she was sure she'd have to stay late if she wanted anything to get completely done. Though Draco rudely sent her home because she looked as if she was going to drop dead at any moment. Once she got home all she wanted to do was take a hot bath and go to bed. But of course she couldn't just do that. Because of course Harry had to sit there and question her entire day as if she wanted to relive her day at work. She just sighed, especially when her youngest niece started to go on about the fight her nephew had at school. She was bound to have to remind Draco to send his son a letter about fighting and whatever tomorrow. She really wished her nephew would have the common sense to leave his hate for the Malfoys at home. But she knew that it was Harry's fault he was like this. He managed to get into Gryffindor instead of Slytherin and suddenly he and Scorpius were Draco and Harry all over again. The next day of course she had the crazy workload along with reminding Draco to write a letter to McGonagall about how he'd take care of Scorpius's attitude and Harry probably sent something saying he'd deal with Albus's bullying. She herself would talk to Al because he just made her work ten times harder because Draco was especially mean when he was stressed about Scorpius. Being a single father must have been really hard on him. He honestly needed something to calm him, so she grabbed him some tea on her next run. The whole week was a ride for her and when Friday came she could sing. She finally had two days where she could just forget about work and relax. That is, of course, if she didn't have any galas she was stuck attending with Draco. She was sure it could be fun but honestly she just wanted a day away from Draco. She really knew why he was called worse things then a dick. He honestly was one of the hardest bosses she had worked under in years. Though at least he was still fun to look at. She never really cared for him, being a Malfoy and all, but she still thought he was really attractive. Though she wouldn't let on because that was really inappropriate in a work setting as far as she knew. Not only that - but she knew it would never happen between them. She was a Potter! It was finally the end of the day and Lillianna could finally go home. But first she had to drop off the last bits of paperwork she had finished and remind Draco that he had to pay the plumbing bill. There were of course, a few muggle things in this building. She walked in and said, This is the rest of it. Don't forget you have the plumbing payment today, and that's about it, she said. Unfortunately she dropped the documents and she just looked so done with herself. She bent over to pick them up and of course, her skirt went up. She knew she should've worn something longer! Sometimes she wondered if things like this happened because somebody hated her. She quickly stood up and put the papers on his desk and tried not to look so embarassed. There's nothing on the calender for the weekend...so...um...have...have a nice weekend, she said, slowly backing up, as if trying to leave but too embarassed to turn around again.