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Draco started as a shout echoed through Malfoy Manor. He had decided to stop by and see his father, as it had been a couple of months since they had last gotten together.
Lucius had taken to spending all of his time at the Manor for the past six months, and Draco was determined to find out why. He followed the direction that the shout had come from, figuring that would be where his father was located. Lucius had been living here alone since Draco's mother Narcissa had passed on several years ago, so the shout must have come from him.
After realizing that he was likely alone, Draco sped up, in case his father had shouted in pain and no one was there to help him. By the time he found Lucius, he was flat out running. What he saw then had him faint….err, gracefully falling unconscious. After all, Malfoys did not faint.
Lucius looked over at his bed partner. "Perhaps we should have told him we're together?"
His partner laughed. "That or we should have told him about the baby on the way!"
Draco woke up at that time. Once he had convinced himself what he had seen was not just a horrible nightmare (taking a quick look back at the bed helped to convince him), he said, "I will NOT call you father, Potter!"
