Address me properly
“Draco, look!” She gasped, running off to the shop window to get a better view.
Draco did not like that she let go of his hand. Marching after her and putting his hands on her waist, he bent down to whisper in her ear.
“What did I say about being a good girl?” His voice was calm, but the tone was full of dominance.
Hermione bit her lip. “Sorry, it’s just so pretty.”
“I know, baby.” He kissed her cheek. “Want me to get it for you?”
“Can you? Please Draco—”
“Address me properly.” He ordered.
Hermione went wide eyed. “Sorry…daddy.”
“Was that so hard?” He smirked, lifting her by the chin.
“Will you buy it for me, daddy?” She tried again.
“Of course my darling girl.” He pecked her lips and reconnected their hands, entering the store to purchase the expensive gift.