A/N: Sorry this has taken so long, school is tough, but now it's Christmas break and I can update all I want! (small cheer)….

Ch8: Second Date

Draco, despite his better judgments, had asked Emma out on another date. This time he planned to do things a bit different, though. Instead of the traditional 'dinner-and-a-movie' bit, he planned to take her out dancing. Dancing, he thought, was safe enough…no thoughts of love…

As Emma dressed for their date, she glanced around her. She had on a light blue spaghetti-strapped dress that stopped mid-calf and black strappy shoes to match. Her hair was in a French twist, so it would not fall down when they danced. She hoped that she was dressed right….what do muggles where when they dance? she wondered. She had never been to a muggle dance hall before and she wondered what events the evening would hold.

What am I going to do about Ron? she asked herself as she finished putting her hair up. She knew that she needed to talk to Ron, and that the bird that had interrupted her and Draco had been Ron's, yet she couldn't respond.

And how the hell am I supposed to figure out what makes me happy? Lots of things make me happy?- but her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on her door.

When Emma opened the door she was not surprised to see Draco, dressed in a nice shirt and pants standing there. She did not expect, however, to feel her skin tingle in response. What is he doing to me? she wondered.

"Hello," he smiled at her, looking at her dress. She was beautiful.

"Hello…" she responded, circling for him to see, "Do you like?"

"I love…." he said, "Are you ready?" and after a quick nod from Emma, they were off.

The dance club was hot and noisy, but Emma loved it all the same. She felt an immediate urge to dance as soon as she walked it, and taking Draco by the hand, lead him unto the floor.

The music was fast, and the dancing was dirty. Draco, unsure of what to do, seeing as he had never been to a dance before, other than the annual ones thrown by Hogwarts, just stood there. Emma did the same.

"Uhhh…." she began.

"How do you do that?" Draco finished as they both stared at a couple who obviously were the king and queen of the floor. Then suddenly, Emma got an idea.

"I think it's in the hips," she said, a small smile on her lips as she put Draco's hands on her hips and began to rotate them. She continued to watch other couples for ideas. By the fifth song, the could do mostly everything that was being done, and she prided herself for being a fast learner.

"Wow! You're good…" Draco was at a loss. He had never seen anyone pick up dancing that fast.

"You just have to concentrate….like I said it's all in the hips and legs." and as if to prove what she had just said, she bent down, touched her toes, and rolled her ass back into Draco's groin, making him sigh. "Wow!" was all he said.

By the time the evening was almost done Draco's idea of a simple night of dancing were long sense gone. When at last a slow song came on, Draco was trilled as he enclosed his arms around Emma's waist.

"This," he whispered into her ear, "is something I know how to do." As they continued to dance, Emma found herself wanting Draco even more. She knew that they would sleep together soon…how could I have not seen this sooner? She wondered as Draco's hands moved up and down her back.

By the time they got to Emma's apartment it was around midnight. The evening was silent and the night air was cool. So cool that Draco had to give Emma his coat to keep her teeth from chattering. Once they got to her door, both people became silent. When their lips met, Emma knew that tonight would be the night. Slowly, she ran her hands up Draco's skin, under his shirt. His response was to shove her against the door and deepen the kiss.

"Inside…now!" was all Draco said when her hands began playing with his nipples. He had no idea what the woman was doing to him. Normally, he would wait until the sixth or seventh date before even suggesting that they sleep together. But with Emma, he couldn't wait.

It seemed like eternity as Emma found her key and unlocked the door. When she had done so, Draco picked her up and headed towards the sofa. As soon as she was laying down, Emma began kissing Draco's neck, her hands furiously working at undoing the buttons on his shirt. Emma had no idea why she was rushing, all she knew was that she wanted to feel Draco against her as soon as humanly possible.

When his chest was free, Draco felt Emma's mouth devour him. What was she doing to him? he wondered as he pulled her mouth back to his. The kiss was all furry and passion and Draco knew that he would either have to hurry or explode. When his hands tore at her shirt, he heard her laugh. That only aroused him further and his mouth fastened unto her breast, making her moan.

Emma didn't know what was happening to her, but suddenly her hands were reaching down. And after unlatching Draco's pants, she shoved them down and reached for his cock. She heard the sharp intake of breath as she began to caress it faster and faster.

It wasn't long before her pants were off as well. Draco felt his fingers, one then two, enter into her and her hips start moving with him. When his tongue reached into her, he knew that he was in heaven He had no idea why pleasuring her aroused him, but he soon realized that he didn't want to think. When he entered into her, Emma gasped. And as he set the pace, they rushed into oblivion.

A while later, when Emma knew that Draco was sleeping, she quietly and carefully rose. Heading towards the shower, she began to think. What had she just done? she asked herself as the hot water beat onto her. She had just fucked Malfoy! Draco Malfoy! How could I have done that? What about Ron? But she had no answer to this. She couldn't justify cheating on her boyfriend. She wouldn't.

I like Ron, but Draco was another matter…I'm attracted to him, yet I keep thinking of Ron…What am I going to do?

A/N hehe Thought I would leave at this nasty cliffy…hope you like…plz review go on…it's not THAT hard…just push that little button…