Hey, here's the second chapter, I really hope you like it. I told you it would get better and I hope you all agree. Keep reading….:)

Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter, but I did make up the wizarding nightclub and the normal one…

Note: I already said this once, but I posted the first two chapters of this fic in honor of today being Tom Felton's birthday, he is adorable….if you don't believe me, look him up. Yummy!

It was 5 hours later when Megan and Hermione stepped out of the MGM Grand Hotel and into the bright and glittering world of Vegas at night. The pair looked fantastic, Megan wearing a pale pink party dress that sparkled in the light when she moved, and Hermione looking like a vision in her black and emerald dress, traces of silver glinting in the bright lights. They hailed a taxi, "The Flipside nightclub please…"

"The Flipside, I thought…"Hermione's voice trailed off.

"Yep, you'll see," Megan replied grinning, before encouraging Hermione to look out the window at the passing sights. Soon enough they were pulling up in front of a normal looking building with a neon sign that said 'The Flipside'.

Handing the driver money, Megan grabbed Hermione's hand and pulled her out of the car, "Come on!"

As they entered the club, they received plenty of stares and a few catcalls, which Megan ignored, and caused Hermione to blush. Still dragging her along, she pulled Hermione into a small room that was completely empty. Megan paced in front of the blank wall a few times until a quite normal looking door appeared along with a sign that said 'The Wiz Bang', which she went through, pulling Hermione with her. The wizarding nightclub looked completely different than Hermione had pictured it. It was essentially the same as your usual nightclub, minus the people dancing to a strange band, which if Hermione wasn't mistaken looked like it had a vampire playing the guitar. The bar was also quite different, there was no bartender, you spoke what you wanted out loud and the drinks poured themselves, it was really quite disconcerting.

"Let's get a drink before we start dancing," Megan said, finally letting go of Hermione.

Following the redhead, Hermione continued to look around, fascinated. When they got to the bar, they both ordered drinks and sat at the bar, drinking and talking.

"Hey, I think that guy over there is interested…"Megan said, pointing behind Hermione.

Hermione turned, but didn't see anyone looking in their direction, "I think you're imagining it, but there's a guy coming to ask you to dance."

As usual Hermione was right, but Megan looked hesitant, "What about you?"

"Oh I'll be fine, I'll just continue drinking my drink, go ahead," Hermione responded, giving her friend a wink.

"Ok, if you're sure."

Hermione finished her drink and ordered another, needing to be a bit tipsy before she had the courage to dance…in public. Her mind wandered back to the "man" that Megan said had been looking at her, what a bunch of poppycock!

But across the room, said man was looking at Hermione and was quite intrigued by what he saw. He'd seen them walk in, of course he hadn't seen their faces, but he saw the looks they had gotten. But he was intrigued by the fact that the one in green wasn't dancing, but just sitting at the bar, ordering more than a few drinks. She was definitely his type, and she had quite good taste in colors in his opinion. Making up his mind he made his way over to the bar, "One fire whiskey…"

At the sound of his voice, the brunette glanced up and gasped, "Malfoy?"

"Granger," Draco replied, equally shocked as he raked a hand through his hair, before gulping his drink and ordering another, "bloody hell, what are you doing here?"

"I'm on vacation, if you must know," she snapped.

"What a coincidence, so am I…" Draco replied sarcastically, ordering another drink.

Hermione sneered, "Really, I never would've guessed, how the hell did you get here anyway?"

"I called a cab…how else?"

"I meant to Las Vegas, you git," she snarled, ordering another drink as well.

"Oh that, I just flew in on my magical pet dragon named Larry, how the hell do you think I got here? I flew on a plane, you know that Muggle thing that has wings and an engine," Draco replied flippantly, throwing back another drink.

"Cute Malfoy," Hermione quipped back with a sarcastic smirk on her face.

"I know I am, Granger, but thanks for the reminder," Draco said, a grin replacing the smirk that would normally be in place, the alcohol obviously softening him a bit.

Hermione opened her mouth to comment, when Megan chose that moment to come back to the bar, "Hermione! I see you met the man that kept starting at you. And now you two must come and dance."

The two enemies had no chance to argue, as Megan grabbed their hands and yanked them towards the dance floor. Thankfully the alcohol hadn't quite taken effect, or they would have ended up in a mass on the floor. When they got to the dance floor the band started a slow song and Megan not so subtly pushed Hermione into Draco. The blonde automatically reached up to grab her shoulders, to steady her, the alcohol starting to take effect. Hermione looked up into Draco's silvery eyes and mentally asked herself how she could have thought she hated him, he was really quite nice to look at. A smile graced her lips as she said, "I think we should take the hint, I'm afraid to see what she'll do if we don't."

Draco smiled back in a way that was quite unusual for a Malfoy, "Let's not find out," and proceeded to pull her into his arms. As they danced, they were quiet, each looking at each other like they had never seen one another. Slowly the blondes head dipped lower and lower, until his lips were an inch from Hermione's, his eyes meeting hers as if asking for permission. Obviously finding what he had been looking for, Draco lowered his lips to hers in a sweet kiss that lasted only a few seconds. Pulling away, Draco pulled Hermione over to a secluded alcove where they had no chance of being disturbed. He then proceeded to yank her into his arms and kiss her once again, but this one was completely different than the one they'd shared on the dance floor. This one was full of heat and passion, and excited Hermione, causing her to respond back. For the next 10 minutes, they continued to, for lack of better words, make out. Things were starting to head south when Hermione managed to drag her mouth away, and whispered, "I want my first time to be when I'm married, and after all we are in Vegas." Her statement was obviously the product of hormones and the fact that she was drunk as a skunk.

Draco, who happened to be completely smashed as well, replied, "Why not? Like you said, we're in Vegas."

Draco got up abruptly, and dragged an unsteady Hermione out of the nightclub unto the sidewalk, and quickly flagging down a taxi.

"The nearest wedding chapel, and step on it, my good man," Draco ordered, as Hermione giggled beside him. On the ride there, the couple continued to snog in the backseat until the driver cleared his throat, and the two got out. They both stared at the gaudy building before they grabbed hands and entered.

"We'd like to get married," Hermione said giggling, to the first person they encountered.

"Yes, well if you will fill out this out, we'll be happy to marry you," the man said, giving them a piece of paper.

"Bride's full name…easy Hermione Jean Granger, right, and groom's name…Draco Lucius Malfoy," Draco stated, as they filled the rest of the paper out. Handing it back to the man, they were led into a room that was as gaudy as the outside. On one side room was an arch, which the man had them wait at as he went to a side chamber. Coming back in a few minutes he had a woman and young girl following them, he also had a different piece of paper in his hands.

Starting the ceremony, the man said, "Do you Draco Malfoy, take Hermione Jean Granger as your wedded wife, to have and to hold, till death do you part?"

"Hell yes," Draco responded.

"Very good, and do you Hermione Granger, take Draco Lucius Malfoy as your wedded husband, to have and to hold, till death do you part?"

"Yes..."

That being done, he had them sign their names on the piece of paper and then pronounced them husband and wife as the other people in the room signed as well. They kissed, before running out of the building and catching a taxi, only one thing on their minds.

Again hoped you liked it, and I realized I have a lot of mistakes concerning Vegas, but never been there and same with the marriage ceremony, I've never been married, let alone in Vegas….duh. Review!