Rated for incest, rape, sexual content, mild violence

Harry never thought that Draco Malfoys life could be anything less then perfect, he had money, a family, no worries ...right? Boy, did it mentally bash Harry's speculations on it's ass when he walked in on a little father/son visit in a secret tower top at Hogwarts. DM/HP slash

Chapter One

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star..."

Draco Malfoy sighed, he had better shut it before his father arrived, if he decided to come tonight. Draco smirked, imagining his fathers reaction upon hearing his son singing muggle bedtime songs. Not that Draco knew many to begin with.

Draco was laying down on the stone bench that connected to the wall of an open tower, at Hogwarts.

Thankfully the tower was surrounded by wards so the cold mid-November weather didn't sink its claws in to Draco's some what sensitive skin, even so he rapped his charmed-warm blanket tighter around himself and prayed his father didn't show...praying, begging, same thing right?

Draco closed his eyes in dread as he thought of his father's visits,. Wait, no, he didn't want to think of his father, not now. He pushed the memories to the back of his mind began to wander to Quidditch, he had been so close to catching the snitch at his last match against Gryffindor, if only damn potter-

Draco snapped his eyes open and he sat up, his eyes searched the tower, he could feel someone watching him...Draco frowned, no one was there...

Maybe he should have brought his wand from Gryffindor tower. Harry sigh dramatically as he ran a hand through his dark, messy hair and clenched the invisibility cloak around himself more securely. Harry headed down the silent hallway in the direction of his favorite place, to think. He was pretty damn sure Dumbledore knew about his late night walk but did nothing to discourage them, after all even the savour of the wizard world needed some time alone right?

Though he was grateful to Ron and Hermione for all their worry and caring, he needed space. Since the summer when Sirius' name was cleared, Harry had been constantly surrounded by the older wizard and Remus along with the Weasely's. Not that Harry didn't love the fact that he got to live with his godfather but-

Harry stopped dead in his tracks, what...

"Little star..." a voice echoed off the walls.

Harry slowly followed where he thought the voice came from, right in to his secret tower. Harry's jaw dropped when he saw Draco Malfoy snap his eyes open and sit up to search the tower from where he had been laying on the stone bench.

'What is he doing here!' Harry thought, outraged that his special place was being invaded by his rival, bastard. Harry took a step forward as Draco walked unknowingly towards him.

"Is anyone there?" Draco whispered.

No answer.

Draco sighed in relief, maybe if his father didn't come, he could spend the night under the stars. This had become a habit since the summer, the stars had been his escape since his father had found torturing him in other ways much more enjoyable then the crucius curse.

Thud.

Draco spun around to find himself staring directly in to the intense grey eyes of his father, Lucius was standing not five feet from Draco.

Shit.