AN: Thank you for reading my one shot. Reason behind it: I hate Dramoine so I am giving you something else to ship.
Draco cries into his fathers shoulder after the heart breaking break-up between himself and Hermione. He knew it couldn't have last, but he was still hopeful. His father comforted him, he hated seeing his son this way. Especially when the person who cause this was a mudblood. Alas, he knew how Draco felt, for he too had just gone through a break-up with his dear, now ex-wife, Narcissa. The reason for the break-up is quit simple. Lately, Lucius had been acquiring these strange feeling and when he finally decided to talk to his loving wife about them she did not act how he expected. She spat at him and told him that she could not stay with him if he were to even have these feelings. That he was a monster and then she left. He received no word from her about the matter until recently when she sent an owl telling him that she was not going to return to the manner. He was crushed, but turned to Draco for comfort and now it was his turn to be the comforter.
Draco finally looked up into his father's eyes and realizes that what he had wanted was at home all along. It had long, almost silver hair and cold, yet comforting eyes. He realized that he was not just satisfied with the bushy brown hair he used to love, he actually was disgusted by it. What he had longed for was hugging him close. He no longer felt the pain he did only seconds ago and before he realized what was happening his lips touched with his father's. During the kiss he felt more satisfied then ever before little did he know his father was feeling the same way. From that moment on they became inseparable. They were more then just family they were now lovers.