A.N: So this is the seocnd chapter of Come With Me as I promised. I've decided to make this a three chapter story (at least). The next chapter will have a sort of Christmas-feeling to it (hopefully) and I think we might just figure out exactly what a Malfoy Christmas is like. So review a lot, if you want the next chapter before Christmas Eve.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Nothing at all. Never have and never will.

Three months after moving into France, Draco was sitting on a couch in his (and Astoria's) living room. He was staring straight into the depths of the ever so happy flames dancing in the fireplace when he heard something knocking on the window. It was an owl. An owl that Draco recognized a bit too well. It was his father's. Draco just stared at the owl for a moment, not quite sure if he should let it in. But then he came to his senses and realized how mad, no furious, his father would be if he'd let his owl freeze in the cold December air. He walked to the window and slowly opened it, letting the owl in. He took the letter that had his, not Astoria's, only his, name. He took a deep breath and opened the letter.

Dear son, your mother is very anxious to meet you. She, for some reason, believes that you are in a relationship with the Greengrass girl. Because she believes this, she also wants to visit you, so I have decided that we shall spend Christmas there with you and the Greengrass girl, in France.

Lucius Malfoy

Draco shook his head. This was just what he had expected from his father. Lucius didn't ask if Draco wanted them to come, but he just assumed, or more like knew, that Draco really had no choice. But what made Draco even angier was about was the name his father had used of Astoria. The Greengrass girl. First of all, Astoria was not just any girl, at least not to Draco. And second, his father knew her name, so why did he not use it?

"Is something wrong?" Draco heard Astoria ask from behind him. "No, everything is fine", Draco said and turned around. He could see how Astoria's eyes widened as he did so. "You're lying to me", she whispered. "No I'm not", Draco said. "Yes you are! You're all pale again", Astoria said. Then her eyes landed on the letter Draco was still holding in his hands. "Who's that from?" Astoria asked. "No one", Draco said while putting the letter behind his back. Astoria's eyes widened a bit more. "Oh", Astoria said, looking at her feet. "Is it from...ah...from a girl?" she half whispered. This made Draco take a step forward.

"No! It's from my father! Here, you can read it", Daco said. In all his childhood years he'd learned to fear only one thing. The Dark lord. But in these few months that he had spent with Astoria, he had learned to fear something else. Losing Astoria. After all, if he would lose Astoria, he would lose his life. He would possibly have to live with his parents again. And that was something he did not want.

Astoria took the letter in her hands. "Well I see your father hasn't changed", she stated after she'd read it. "No, he hasn't", Draco said. "So they're going to spend Christmas here. That is going to be a bit difficult", Astoria said. "Yes. Yes it is", Draco said as he went to sit on the couch. Draco, on the other hand was quite sure that his reasons to believe that Christmas was going to be difficult were very different from Astoria's reasons. He knew that he would have to explain his relationship with Astoria to his father. And he did not know how to do that. He didn't know what to say. Because, even though Draco Malfoy, for the first time in his life was ashamed of something, he still had to admit it. He didn't even know what his relationship with Astoria was. And he was going to, whether he liked it or not, figure out what Astoria meant for him.

It was only a day left before Draco's parents would come and Astoria was nervous. At 8 pm. she could tell, from the way Draco sat and the way he moved that he was, if not afraid then at least uncomfortable. She knew that Draco's father would come with many unanswered questions and many uncomfortable situations. She could only hope that Draco's mother would be kinder.

As Astoria sat on the couch before the fireplace, she thought about her first kiss. The way Draco hadn't been afraid that someone might see them and how he had just wanted to feel close to someone. Or at least that's what she assumed it was about. However, her thoughts were interrupted when Draco sat next to her. "You need to give me an answer. Are we or are we not in a relationship?" he asked. Astoria stared at him in disbelief. "Well, yes. I would like to say that we are in a relationship" "You would like to say?" It was obvious that Draco was not pleased with Astoria's choice of words. "Yes. I would like to say so. But I'm not sure if you are going to deny that pleasure from me. It seems that you don't want your father to know", Astoria said. Draco stared at Astoria for a moment before he kissed her. This kiss, was somehow different. It felt like Draco was trying to prove that he did not consider her as a toy of some sort. That he considered her as someone he could trust. "I am not going to deny anything from you. Quite the opposite", Draco stated when he broke off the kiss, Astoria smiled. She knew now. She knew that nothing would go wrong and that Daco was going to be there for her. Forever.

Astoria smiled at Draco and suddenly Draco's expression changed. He no longer seemed like he was unsure. In fact, it seemed like he had just decided something. He leaned closer to Astoria and Astoria's breath got caught in her throat. She closed her eyes and she could feel that Draco was close to her, there wasn't even an inch between them. And just then, when Draco's lips touched hers and she was about to wrap her arms around his neck, someone knocked on the door. Astoria opened her eyes and got up. She heard how Draco said something very quietly, but she didn't even want to hear what exactly he had walked to the door and opened it. After all, she was a healer and the best one in town. But when she opened the door, she was shocked. She couldn't even breathe.

"Hello Mr. Malfoy, Mrs. Malfoy. We weren't expecting you before tomorrow" "Oh we decided to come a little early. I hope you don't mind", Lucius Malfoy said. "Of course not. Come in", Astoria decided to play it nice. After all, there was nothing to be won with fighting Lucius Malfoy. She could only lose. "Draco! Your parents are here", she called out. It didn't take two seconds for Draco to get there.

"Mother, father. I'm so pleased to see you", he said as he went to give his mother a small hug. Astoria observed all of this. She could see how Narcissa Malfoy smiled when her son hugged her and how Lucius smiled a bit too. Draco didn't hug his father, but that was not unexpected. 'They are men after all', Astoria thought. "Would you like something to drink? Perhaps some tea?" Astoria asked. Like said before, she wanted to appear as nice as possible. "Oh, yes please." Narcissa said.

Astoria just nodded and went to the kitchen to make the tea. Soon Draco came too. "That wasn't so bad was it?" Astoria asked playfully. Draco's expression was very serious when he answered: "They haven't even started yet" And then he went back to his parents and Astoria was left in to the kitchen to figure out just what Draco's words had meant.

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