Hello there my dear readers!

If you are familiar with Black Roses, welcome back! If this is your first time reading a fanfic written by me, welcome ( :

When I finished writing BR, I had no intentions to write a sequel. But then I had some people ask for it and as I thought about it, the idea for an entire chapter (that won't come up till later in the story) came to me, and after writing it I just couldn't imagine not sharing it with you readers.

To be honest, I didn't foresee having the time to actually write anything, as I was already busy with college related stuff before classes had even started, but it has calmed down some, so I have written the first six chapters and the one that will come up later. I'll try to post a new one every week, but I am still editing them and college is fixing to get busier again, so if I go MIA for longer than that, please bear with me.

I have a few things to say before getting to the story. First, for those who haven't read Black Roses if you do not wish to read it, don't worry I think you will be able to follow along just fine. I highly recommend reading it though.

Second, unlike Black Roses, in which I tried to follow Draco and Sofia's lives every month, with the sequel I move a little faster through time. As the sequel tells their story after Harry defeats Voldemort, I will be writing about some major milestones in their lives, and those will not be happening back to back. I would love to explore anything and everything that happens in between, but let's face it, that's not realistic. Can you imagine writing the story of your live, entirely? Me either!

With that being said (or perhaps typed), the sequel won't be as mysterious and adventured pack (or as long) as Black Roses was. Voldemort is gone, and as JK herself wrote "all was well". But please don't let that discourage you! There are plenty of things to look forward to, and several sweet moments that will, hopefully, give you the feels!

As always, anything other than the OC or otherwise cited, belongs to JK. As said on the summary, this story takes place after Harry defeats Voldemort, and will honor the Deathly Hallows epilogue as well as many of the information JK shared as to what happened with the characters. The main exception being that Draco will not marry Astoria. He already has a girl, and he is keeping her!

Please feel free to leave me a review! I was very encouraged by all the reviews for Black Roses!

Last, but not least, enjoy!

Draco took a deep breath, slowly letting it out through his mouth before he opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings once more. It was early afternoon on a warm summer day, the sky was a beautiful shade of blue without a cloud in sight, but the heat was not what was upsetting him. Anywhere he looked, countless Muggles were walking around chatting in several different languages, snapping pictures and gapping at the enormous structure Draco was currently facing. The amount of noise alone was enough nuisance for him. A few steps ahead of him, Sofia was helping an American couple, who knew very little French, to find their way to the nearest subway station. He continued to watch her, admiring one again how perfectly she could speak French and how helpful she was always until someone put a hand on his shoulder, startling him.

He looked down at the hand and then followed the arm up all the way to its owner's face. The chubby man, with receding white hair, smiled at Draco before pushing something into his hand.

"Do you mind?" The man asked.

Draco looked down and froze in shock. The man had handed him what looked like a camera, but it was completely different than any camera he had seen in the wizarding world. He looked up at the man who was now hugging a tinny and frail looking woman, both posing for the picture and swallowed hard at lost for words.

"Not at all" A female voice said, coming from behind him.

Sofia stepped in front of Draco, took the camera from his hand and positioned herself in front of the couple before Draco could do as much as blink.

"Make sure to get the Tower dear" Requested the woman, smiling widely.

Sofia smiled back, before proceeding to take a few pictures of the couple. Once she was done, she had them look over the pictures to make sure they liked it. Judging from the squeaks of delight coming from the woman, Draco knew they did. After thanking Sofia, the couple vanished into the crowd of Muggles still looking around.

"You don't have to look so annoyed you know, people are staring" Sofia said, coming back to his side.

"What?"

"I know you haven't exactly been to a Muggle town before Draco, and it's quite obvious that you aren't enjoying yourself" She observed concernedly.

Draco looked down are her, suddenly worried. It was true he wasn't enjoying himself much; after all, he could not understand why people found it enjoyable to stay in line for hours, only to get a chance to ride up to the top of a building but he didn't want to hurt Sofia's feelings. He had promised to give Paris a chance, and even though he had found all the art sculptures and paintings in the Louvre very interesting, he had yet to fall in love with the city like Sofia had so many years ago. He simply just failed to see the charm in it.

"I'm sorry" He said, putting his arms around her.

"Its fine, I knew this was a bit too much for you. How about we skip the Eiffel Tower and stop by the coffee shop I told you about? "

"I would enjoy that" He replied, gratefully.

Draco might have not fallen in love with Paris' buildings, but he had certainly come to love the French cuisine. His favorite part of any day spent around the city so far had been when they had stopped to eat. They walked hand in hand to the café, which was less than a block away from where they were and when they arrived, they sat at an outside table enjoying the sudden breeze. After a few minutes a waiter who looked very upset over something approached them and asked for their order, rather rudely. Draco automatically looked at Sofia, but she shook her head from side to side before looking down at the newspaper she had grabbed earlier that day.

Draco looked at the man, suddenly feeling nervous. Ever since he had arrived at Beauxbatons with Sofia three weeks ago, he had been learning French. While Sofia had been in class, one of the schools' teachers had taught him and once Sofia graduated and they left for Paris, she had been helping Draco with his studies. He had learned it fairly easily, but still felt unsure and he was even less willing to speak any French now, as the man was visibly upset.

Struggling a little, he was able to tell the man what they wanted, while Sofia gave him an encouraging look from behind the paper. The man nodded, looking relieved Draco was finally done trying to speak and headed back inside. On his way in, the waiter whispered something Draco didn't recognize but Sofia did, and judging by the look on her face it wasn't a nice word.

Sofia, who unlike Draco had spent several years around French teenagers, was very used to curse words and choice names, such as what the man had just called Draco, some people liked to use and she had never liked any of them. She knew Draco, having no idea as to what the man had said, probably didn't even care but she was not about to let that man speak about her boyfriend like that. Standing up, she approached the man as soon as he was done taking orders from a nearby table. Draco lost all hope of understanding what she was saying, as she was speaking very fast. The waiter looked at Sofia with bulging eyes, seeming to diminish in high under her furious stare. Another man, probably the manager as he was dressed much nicer than the waiter, approached them. Sofia and the second man exchanged a few words, while the waiter stood by them staring at the ground.

"What was that about?" Draco asked when Sofia finally joined him at their table.

"Unnecessary rudeness"

"What did he say?" Draco asked, curiously.

"I refuse to use that word"

"Was it that bad?"

"Yes. He claimed he didn't mean it and blamed on a stressful week of work but I don't care, he shouldn't have said it."

"Maybe you should have ordered" Draco said, trying his best not to grin at her.

"Rubbish, you need to practice your French. No need to let someone discourage you Draco"

Apparently, it had indeed been bad. When their drinks were ready the manager himself brought it to their table, with a few very delicious looking pastries Draco had not ordered. The man apologized profusely once more and informed them they would not be paying for anything today. Sofia thanked the man and he left.

They were halfway through eating and drinking when the waiter came back and apologized to Draco. After he walked way, Sofia confessed to Draco that the manager had threatened to fire the man, but that she had asked him not to, it was never her intention, and the manager didn't follow through. It was really enjoyable, sitting with Sofia at the café and watching the people around them. Times like these were quickly becoming Draco's favorite. Once they were done, Draco reached for Sofia's hand and they walked leisurely back to their hotel, Sofia pointing every now and then at something and telling Draco all about it.

The hotel they were staying at was a very nice upscale one, and completely out of Sofia's budged. She had only agreed to stay there, and let him pay for it, because Draco refused to stay anywhere less luxurious and refused to even come to Paris. If he was going to stay in a Muggle city, he wanted to make sure he would be somewhere comfortable. Sofia, who really wanted to spend some time here with him, eventually agreed though Draco knew she was still not very happy about it. Once inside their room, which was larger than the average French apartment, Sofia dropped face down on the bed. Even though a light breeze had been blowing on and off, the heat had definitely exhausted her.

"So, our last night in Paris" Draco began, taking a seat next to her and stroking her hair "Where should we go out for dinner?"

"Are you serious right now?" Sofia asked, turning to face him "We just left a café Draco"

"I know, but that doesn't mean I won't be hungry come dinner time"

"Honestly Draco, if you don't stop eating so much you will lose your nice figure… and that just might be a deal breaker" She mocked him.

He leaned down and kissed her in the head.

"No need to worry Sofia, we Malfoy's never lose our good looks"

She rolled her eyes before getting up and heading for her luggage.

"I can't believe this is our last night in France…. I miss it already"

"And to think we had all but to force you to come back in the first place"

"Oh, shut it" She said, walking past him and stopping just outside the bathroom "And to answer your question, we are going to have dinner at a very nice restaurant so make sure to dress extra nice"

Draco made his way to his own luggage as Sofia closed the door. After picking out an outfit, he stood by the window and watched as people walked around in the street bellow, his mind going over the past few weeks. He had been shocked when Sofia said she would only return to Beauxbatons if Draco came along. Her reasoning, besides the obvious ones, was that after all that had happened, it would be good for him to stay away for a while and she had been right, of course. He knew that his parents would be working hard trying to sort everything out and rebuilt the Malfoy name but he had no desire to stay in England while that happened. Eventually, which would be as soon as they returned to England the following morning, he would have to help them but he still had one more night with Sofia, and he was going to make the best out of it.

Staying at Beauxbatons had been better than he had expected, although at first it didn't seem he would be granted permission. Their headmistress was, after all, Hagrid's love interest and well aware of all the bad things Draco had done. It took over an hour of Sofia and her parents explaining to her how Draco had changed sides, saved her life and turned his back on the Dark Lord before she would even considering looking at him. After they had spoken with Madame Maxime, and said goodbye to Olivia and Caleb, Sofia dragged Draco to meet her friends. He already knew some of them from Italy but could barely recall their names after being introduced to so many people.

Sofia's friends were very curious as to Draco's sudden appearance and the two of them spent several minutes explaining just enough so that her friends would be satisfied but they did not go into any details and left out Draco's past almost entirely. Both saw this trip as a chance for Draco to relax and be himself for a while without having to deal with his past and having to pretend to be someone he no longer was. It was liberating, and Draco relished in it. After their conversation died out some, Sofia grabbed Draco's hand and they began to head out but before they could leave Pierre approached her and whispered something in her ear. She laughed and nodded in agreement before pulling Draco away.

While they walked Draco wanted to ask Sofia what Pierre had said, but before he could she opened the door to a room and waited for him to go in. He completely forgot about Pierre when they walked into the room which was rather small and contained only one thing: a piano. Draco was absolutely delighted at the sight of the piano and he played with Sofia for a few hours, his first time playing in months. Later, when they were kissing good night Draco finally remembered to ask her what Pierre had said. Laughing again, she told him Pierre had asked whether Draco was the reason for their very awkward conversation in Italy and Draco laughed as well.

"What are you thinking about?" Sofia said, suddenly standing next to him.

"Our first day at Beauxbatons"

"That was a very interesting day…. And it feels like such a long time ago…"

"Yet, it seems like it was only yesterday"

"It does… anyhow, the bathroom is all yours. I'll be doing my hair and make-up out here" She said, pointing at the vanity in the corner.

Draco looked down at her. She had one of the hotel's white robes on, her hair wrapped in a towel. He smirked mischievously.

"Tell me, do we have reservations for tonight?"

"Of course we do, you can't expect us to just walk in and demand a table at one of Paris' busiest restaurants" She said, looking at him like he was crazy.

"At what time?" He said, wrapping his arms around her.

"Not for another couple of hours, but it will take us at least fifteen minutes to get there" She said, warping her arms around him.

"That is more than enough time for a little bit of fun" He whispered in her ear, slowly undoing her robe.

To Draco, dinner that night at L'Astrance had been the highlight of their trip. The food and the environment made for a very enjoyable dinner and they had tried the night's special and the wine recommended by their waiter, all of which was very delicious. Arriving at the hotel tired from the walking earlier on and with their bellies full, they got under the blankets and talked for a long time, mainly about their time in France but also what things would be like once they got back to England. Soon after, they fell asleep wrapped into each other's arms.

The next morning, neither of them wanted to get out of bed. They had just a couple of hours before it was time to check out and head to the wizarding community southeast of Paris so they could use a fireplace to travel back to England. Draco ordered them breakfast in bed and eventually they reluctantly got up, showered, finished packing and left.

When they arrived at the store from which they would leave for England, Sofia took one last good look outside before Draco grabbed her hand and took her inside. Once they were standing by the fireplace, Draco kissed her gently before grabbing a handful of Floo powder.

"I will contact you as soon as I get situated" He promised. Sofia nodded, looking gloomy "Don't be like that Sofia, it's not like we won't get to see each other whenever we want"

Draco knew it wasn't entirely true, at least as far as the next few days were concerned. Both him and Sofia had a lot to take care of and would be extremely busy. He had to comfort her however, as it was killing him to see her so sad.

"I know" She said, putting on a brave face "See you soon"

"Very soon" He said, kissing her lips one last time. Then he stepped into the flames "Malfoy Manor"

The last thing Draco saw was Sofia smiling at him, although her smile did not reach her eyes.