A/N: This is just a prologue. More to come. 04/04/2014.
"Mother?" Draco asked, the night before his 22nd birthday. "Are you awake?" He called to his mother, not going past her bedroom door.
"Yes, dear?" She called back softly.
"Can we talk? It's about Astoria." Draco said hesitantly, pushing the door open slowly and listening to the loud creeeaaakkkkk before walking over to her bed.
Narcissa set down her book and looked at her only child. "Do sit, what's wrong? Do you not love her? I thought you two would be perfect together." She sighed sadly.
Draco climbed into the bed beside her and thought for a moment before speaking. "I was thinking of asking her to marry me tomorrow but I don't want to end up like you and dad. Stuck in a loveless marriage." He told her, unsure of his wording but from growing up he always believed that his parents had a perfect relationship. Only the past few years had shown him what real families were like. He had never sensed warmth and love between his parents. He wanted his other half to be the part that was missing from his heart. Not a loveless soul joined by paper and metal.
Narcissa frowned. "Loveless? Who ever said we didn't love each other…?"