Author's notes: this story has nothing to do wit any of the books. It is not in time with any of them. Draco would be about half way through his forth year though.
Disclaimer: Jo owns all of Harry Potter not me (I wish I did) she created this great world.
It was early morning and everyone else was asleep. Only one person was not. He was sitting in his room, crying, for he had just discovered that the person he unconditionally loved may not live to see the sun rise.
He had received the letter just minutes ago, it had reduced him to tiers, and that was a hard thing to do. But he was a Malfoy, he should be stronger than this, but he also wanted to tell someone.
Maybe he could go to Severus; after all he was the head of Slytherin. But no, he would say just accept it, and he did not know of how much he loved Luceus. He would not understand.
The only person who would take him seriously would be Albus Dumbledor, the head master. Yes that's what he would do, he would tell Albus.
He got up and tiptoed out of the common room trying not to wake any of the paintings, he walked slowly to Albus' office.
Saying the password he stepped onto the rising steps knocked on the door.
"Enter" came a low but powerful voice.
The office was beautiful, with its many paintings of past head masters snoring in their picture's, the sorting hat perched on a shelve with Gordric Gryfindor's sword along side it. All the astrology dials and Fawx the phoenix sitting on his stall the place looked homely and safe.
"Sir, may I ask you something?"
"By all means, please" he said gesturing to a chair.
Draco sat down and took a deep breath.
"Sir I got a letter from my uncle saying that my farther is very ill and….and he may die" Draco said another tier running down his pale cheek.
"What should I do? I don't want him to die, but I don't know how I can help. Please tell me what to do" he begged. His face full of sadness.
"I am very sorry to hear this Draco, but before I give you advice can you tell me how you feel about your farther? To me there seems to be a deeper connection than just a farther and sons love between you two."
With a sad smile on his face Draco told Albus of how he and Luceus had come to realise that their love went deeper than a farther and son relationship. In the weakened condition he was he had pored his heart and souls feelings to Dumbledor.
"I love him so much, more than anyone knows, and now I may loose the one reason I live for. I couldn't live with out him."
"Well if you love him that much the only thing that can save him is your love. If your love is pure than a singe kiss can save him" Dumbledor said putting a comforting hand on Draco's.
"Thank you sir, may I go to him now/"
"Mmm, I will take you. You are in no condition to travel alone."
They walked out of the castle and pass the gates. With a small pop they had both apparated.