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When I look into my father's eyes, I could see a clear reflection of me. Yes, I am like my father and to tell you the truth, I wish I wasn't.
But, my father I can feel you're pain. Let me near you, stop pushing me away because of you're actions. I love my father very much, I respect him because he's my elder, but, we have a relationship that no one ever had. A relationship that he doesn't give to my mother.

I silently walked in to my father's study, I could see him, looking down at the daily prophet. His beautiful blond hair, falling down his face. He looked up at me, smiling.

"Yes, Draco?" His voice was soft, but he wasn't looking at me.

"Father, would you like to join me for dinner?" I asked, quietly. I already knew the answer to that, he rather eat up here because maybe he was ashamed of me.

"In a minute, my son." He finally looked up at me, he noticed my shocked expression. Maybe he wasn't ashamed of me, his only son. I headed for the door when he stood up, and walked towards me. I felt his soft hands on shoulders. He pulled me back and embraced me into his arms.

"My beautiful son," he whispered in my ear, which made a chill up my spin. I never heard my father talk like this to me, it was nice though. "I'm sorry." He apologized, now turning me around to face him.

"Father, no need to apologize." I said, quivering. I wanted him, I wanted him inside me. I knew that that kind of relationship is intolerable, but I love him too much, and I didn't care.

My beautiful father, so angry inside.

I placed my hands on his face, such soft skin. I pulled him in for a hug, he placed his head on my shoulder. We stood there, for nearly five minutes, sorry piled up in me when I felt those warm tears on my shoulder. He truly felt sorry for the things he has done, but, he had to do want the Dark Lord wanted him. "Draco, do you love me?" He stuttered.

I gently pulled him away, I felt like an adult, comforting my child. "Yes father," drawing him close. My body ached for him, I looked at him with gentle eyes. I really want to kiss him, but would it be a mistake? Should I take a chance? I dared myself and lifted my father's chin and pulled him close, "would you like me to kiss you?" I asked, innocently. To my surprise, he nodded. My heart pounded in my chest. I pulled him closer, I could smell his toothpaste, peppermint. I giggled and kissed him, my whole body felt numb. I was now in paradise. I placed my hands on his back and deepened the kiss, my tongue now exploring around. I felt my father's tongue slipping in. God, he tasted good.

My beautiful father, so gentle.

"Draco..." He mouthed to me. I pulled him away, and looked at him, smiling. "I love you." He said softly, I could see scarlet in his cheeks. I laughed softly and pulled him in another hug, stroking his hair with my hand. He hugged me back and rested his head on my shoulder.

"Father, mother will be home soon. We must be down for dinner." I recollected myself. I straightened my suit and brushed myself off, trying to look normal. My father did the same thing, he collected himself and wiped his eyes, we would never show tears to Narcissa, it would just be stupid..

"Let's go." He said sternly, now acting like his usual self. I followed him downstairs, and into the dining room. Narcissa was already there, she scowled as we both sat down.

"Lucius, you're late as usual." She hissed as she stabbed her food with her fork.

"Narcissa, my house, I choose when I want dinner." He replied, not looking at her. I could feel the tension in the room, my mother pissed also drunk. I looked at my plate and nibbled on my food, not really hungry. All I hunger was my father. Suddenly, I felt cold eyes looking at me, I shivered silently and continued to eat. "Lucius, you spoil this brat too much. You need to ground him, to make him a better person."

"Narcissa, he's my son. I do what I will. This 'brat' can do what he will, he's mature enough to know better." Lucius hissed, now throwing his napkin down.

Narcissa rolled her eyes and pointed her fork at me, my heart sank, my own mother despises me. I continued to look down, feeling like I'm nothing to her. "You love your son more than me, Lucius. You're a worthless husband!" Narcissa stood up, I could see the fire in her eyes. "You're a worthless son of a b***h, you know that. You don't care about anyone except yourself." Narcissa commented, pouring another class of wine.

Lucius stood up quickly, now pointing his wand at his wife, "This is why I can't stand you, you bloody woman. I'm the one who bought you this house and I bought you to this wonderful life and this is how you repay me!" His voice deep, I looked at my father. He was strong and very nurturing, but when he's angry, there's no way to stop him. Narcissa opened her mouth to say something, but instead, she turned to me and threw the wine at my face. I blinked on what happened, shocked. I reached for my napkin, but my mother grabbed my arm and pulled me to her, my eye are widened, not knowing she would do next. She released my arm and grabbed me by the hair. The sting brought tears to my eyes. The pain.

My beautiful father, so protective.

"Narcissa, you let that boy go before I personally harm you." His voice sounding like demons. Narcissa scoffed and released me, with tears running down my face, I stumbled over to a corner. I mustn't let my father see me like this.

"Whatever, enjoy your boy-toy Lucius, apparently, I'm not good enough for you." She said and walked away, with the bottle of wine.

Lucius released a sigh and walked over to me, "Get up." . I did what I was told and turned my head away. Lucius grabbed my chin, and wiped my face .He could see tear stains running down my face. He smiled.

That day forward my mother never came back to the Malfoy Mansion, my father and I were the only ones left - with dignity of course.