The red needle on the speedometer twitches at 90 as his black sports car cuts through the empty night road. Draco shouts excitedly along with the loud music. He looks over at you slyly, teasing "Are you alright there, Princess? Hold on tight, Darling. You wouldn't want to go home without those beautiful clothes on if the wind accidentally blew them away. I don't doubt that you're beautiful without them, but I wouldn't want to hear your screams." He laughs and accelerates even more
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