"Who knows?" Draco leaned back lazily on the velvet sofa in the living room. "The shipping industry is incredibly complex; this captain clearly has a lot of influence behind him."
Meanwhile, in the cruise ship's corridor, after the captain and his entourage left their suite, the first mate, unable to contain his curiosity, quickly caught up with the captain and cautiously asked:
"Captain, who is that gentleman? That you personally came to greet him and granted him such special privileges?"
The captain didn't stop, glancing at him sideways. "Don't ask questions you shouldn't. Just do your job and meet all their reasonable needs."
The words didn't explicitly state any information, but subtly hinted at Draco's extraordinary status. The first mate understood, said "Yes, Captain!" and then shut his mouth, not daring to ask any more questions.
The captain adjusted his white gloves, gave the first mate a meaningful look, and said, "Don't ask questions you shouldn't. Do your job and make sure their voyage goes smoothly."
Inside the presidential suite, Draco glanced around the spacious living room, his gaze settling on the panoramic window facing the sea.
He then went straight to the bedroom.
Upon seeing the soft, spacious bed, he immediately pounced on it, sinking into the soft silk bedding.
After a comfortable sigh, I lay on my side and looked out the window at the boundless sea view. The calm waves instantly made me feel refreshed and relaxed.
"You lazybones, you just lie down wherever you find a spot!" Hermione's scolding voice came from the living room. She put down her otter bag and began to tour the luxurious presidential suite with great interest.
" Miss Granger, you don't understand. Of course, you have to test the comfort of the bed first when using a suite. You can't sleep well at night, that would be terrible." Draco's languid voice came from under the pillow.
Hermione rolled her eyes, saying with a mix of helplessness and amusement, "Fine, fine, young master, you can continue your quality inspection. I want to see the interior design here."
As she spoke, she walked to the giant curved floor-to-ceiling window, taking in the view of the ship's bow cutting through the waves.
The boundless Atlantic Ocean stretched out before her, its waves surging one after another into the distance. She couldn't help but marvel:
"This viewing window is absolutely stunning! You can see the entire ocean from anywhere on it; the view is incredible."
Draco rolled over and laughed.
"Naturally, the bow of the ship is the best location on the entire cruise ship, with no obstructions, making it perfect for viewing the sea."
"Wow, this sofa is so comfortable! The carpet pattern is so exquisite! And the crystal chandelier is beautiful!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Tsk, what a loser!" Draco sneered.
"They've already bribed the assistant!"
"Oh?" Hermione said calmly, mimicking his usual tone, "Then tell me, what kind of person is the promising Young Master Malfoy, to be sealed in place by a bed and unable to move?"
Who says my happiness is limited to this bed?
"What is that?" Hermione asked.
"Of course—" Draco paused deliberately, his wand already slipped into his palm, and gently tapped it towards her, "... the bed, with Miss Granger Hermione Granger."
" Accio."
A gentle yet irresistible force instantly enveloped Hermione. She let out a short cry of surprise and Depulso forward, landing squarely in his arms, which he had prepared beforehand.
The mattress sank deeply under the weight of the two people.
The sea breeze swept across the terrace, stirring the sheer curtains.
" Draco Malfoy!" Hermione struggled to lift her head. "This is Muggle cruise ship! You're abusing a spell!"
"Complaint rejected." Draco pulled her closer. "I solemnly declare that this is an essential step in the ultimate evaluation of Malfoy -style vacation comfort..."
"Hmph, scoundrel." Hermione didn't try to break free again.
"Hehe, verification successful!"
Draco tightened his arms slightly.
After cuddling Hermione tenderly for a moment, Draco remembered that neither of them had eaten, so he picked up the bedside phone and dialed the butler's number. "Send some food, not too much."
Not long after I hung up the phone, there was a gentle knock on the suite door, polite and respectful, without disturbing anyone.
Not wanting to stay in Draco's arms any longer, Hermione quickly and gently pushed him away, offering, "I'll go get it."
She straightened her clothes, hurried to the door, opened it, and a waiter outside pushed a cart, respectfully handing her a plate of snacks and drinks, and said softly:
Enjoy your meal.
Hermione took the tray, thanked them, then kicked the door shut and carried the food back to her bedroom.
Draco sat up in bed and leaned against the headboard. Hermione placed the plate on the small table beside the bed, and the two of them slowly enjoyed their meal with the boundless blue sea outside the window as a backdrop...
"This isn't just a cabin, it's a floating palace!" Hermione exclaimed as she ate.
"And the design is really good, ensuring both privacy and giving the suite the best views. It's just... way too expensive, ridiculously expensive!"
She said with heartache.
"If you like it, just enjoy it. Don't worry about the price. It's Laodeng's money anyway," Draco said casually.
Hermione: "..."
Looking at Draco's "I'm so smart, aren't I?" expression.
Hermione was speechless for a moment.
This guy! He's a master at causing trouble for his parents, isn't he?!
"How could you talk about your father like that! And call him ' Laodeng '! You have no respect for your elders! And... and you're spending your parents' money to go out and have fun, and you're still so self-righteous!" Hermione said disdainfully.
"I'm just stating the facts," Draco said helplessly. " Laodeng is now Minister for Magic, extremely busy, earning mountains of Galleon, but he can't enjoy them, so I have to help him spend them."
"That's utterly robber logic!" Hermione retorted. "Your uncle works hard to earn money, is it for you to spend it like this?"
"I brought his future daughter-in-law out to build a relationship and broaden her horizons, so it's reasonable for him to contribute to the expenses, right?"
"Besides, it's not like there's no reward... maybe this trip will even..." Draco left the question open to interpretation.
And his smile was sinister.
"What can you do? Don't keep me in suspense!" Hermione felt uneasy about his smile and couldn't help but ask.
After the fish took the bait Draco whispered two words:...
Those two words exploded in Hermione's mind!
"What nonsense are you spouting?!" She jerked away from Draco. "I'm only thirteen!! Draco Malfoy! Did Troll step on your head?!"
"You're the one who wanted to know!" Draco finally couldn't help but burst into laughter, laughing so hard he collapsed onto the bed, unable to straighten up.
He knew Hermione would react this way!
Hermione was both angry and embarrassed. She grabbed another pillow and threw it at Draco: "You, you jerk! Who told you to make that face halfway through your sentence! You deliberately misled me!"
Draco caught the pillow and continued laughing, "What expression did I make? It's clearly your own curiosity that's causing this."