~Author's Note~

Sorry it has taken so long to update, but I didn't think that many people were interested in this story! Woo hoo! You all love me! Well, this will be my last update for a while… I'm going to England and Scotland for 10 days, and I leave on Wednesday, so I won't have time to update… Oh and if your wondering, Ireland is my fav. Country, that's why Hermione is there! And Emma Marie is one of my favorite names, as well! And her mom is crying because her daughter is going off to a foreign country all on her own! Yeah, she does go to Hogwarts, but there are plenty of adults there, Ireland is a place that she will be free, all on her own. Her mother is letting her go.

*on with the story*

Ch4: And They Meet Again

Draco woke up to the sun brightly shinning, and the birds singing. He yawned, then shifted over and tried to get back to sleep, but found that he could not. So, he got up and made his way towards the shower. Once in the shower, he let the steaming water wake him up.

After a half an hour, he got out of the shower and felt his stomach rumble. He slipped into tight fitting blue pants and a collared t-shirt and made his way towards the hotel kitchen.

"Caroline?" he asked, hoping that that was her name,

"What's for breakfast?"

"Well, Mr. Malfoy, 'ere we got some scrambled soup and some grittle beans…" she said as she went about her busy work in the kitchen. She was so busy that she missed Draco's look of distaste. I guess, I'm going out for breakfast…

"Alright, I'll see you later…" he said, but she was too busy to even notice he was gone.

Making his way towards his town-car, he asked his driver.

"What is a good restaurant to get some breakfast around here?" he asked.

"I know, just the place," his driver smiled,

"On to Café Dublin we go…"

Emma made her way down the aisles and into the kitchen area.

"We need some scrambled eggs, Tony, and some of Lisa's famous egg-nog," she told the cook. And went to see if her other tables were doing alright. Katie, another waitress with stunning red hair and green eyes, smiled,

"Your really good at this, you know?"

"I used to work in a restaurant back home…" Emma smiled back and she went back to work.

It was then that she saw him, and her heart did a summersault.

Why the hell is he here? her mind questioned as he sat down at a table. One of her tables.

Draco walked into the restaurant, his stomach grumbling more than ever. It was then that he saw her. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her short blond hair and brown eyes captured him at once. Somehow he managed to move his legs and sit down at a table. When she came up to him, he smiled,

"Hi, I'm Emma," Emma said, her mouth going dry.

"Emma, I like that," he said as he looked straight into her eyes.

"Thank you , what would you like?" she said, trying to change the subject.

"A date with you," he blurted out, having no idea why.

Damn the Gods! Why did I have to say that?

"What would you like to eat?" she asked, trying to sound exasperated, but was too amused to be other wise.

You, he almost said, but caught himself.

"Uhhh… whatever's good." he said, cursing himself for not being smoother.

"Ok, Hun, I'll get you the scrambled eggs, they're to die for." she said as she scribbled a note on her paper and walked away. Draco watched as her ass swished from side to side as she walked towards the kitchen.

I will have her! he told himself. He had no idea why, but he knew he would.

"Mmmm," Katie said as Emma past her,

"He's a hottie!"

"Yeah," Emma commented, trying to avoid any conversation of Draco.

"And by the way he's looking' at you, he thinks your one too," she giggled and went to give her tray to her customers.

Noticing that the scrambled eggs were made, she reluctantly walked back to Draco's table.

"I don't believe I introduced myself, I'm Draco Malfoy." he smiled and held out his hand. She set down the tray and went to shake it, but her fingers were caught in his. He kept his eyes level with hers as he pressed them gently to his lips.

"Vous êtes beaul,"*

"Merci," she responded, causing him to lift an eyebrow. It was then that she realized that her hand was still in his. Blushing, she tried to pull her hand free, but was caught by his force.

"Have dinner with me." he said.

"Mr. Malfoy-"

"Draco, come on, say it," he tightened his grip as if to reemphasize his point and advantage. In a huff, she said,

"Draco, I can't, I'm busy."

"When is your next day off?" he asked.

"Draco!"

"When is it?" he asked, then added in a lower voice,

"I am perfectly capable of sitting like this all day, and I won't take no for an answer." After a minute of silence, she sighed,

"Come on Friday and you can take me to dinner…" she said and he let go of her hand. It was not long after that he left, and Emma watched him go with a sigh. She was not sure whether it was relief or regret.

"He's cute," Lisa said form behind the kitchen sink,

"An he likes you."

"I know, I'm having dinner with him on Friday." she told her new friend.

"Well, he moves fast."

"I know," Emma breathed,

"And that's what scares me the most."

*You are beautiful.