Chapter Eight Like Father, Like Son

"Mr. Malfoy." He said in the same mocking way. "What do you what from me?" He said sharply, pointing his wand at Lucius.

"My dear Draco here demands some explanation about some certain circumstances. And I believe you have the right to hear this too…" he stared at Harry's emerald orbs, "since this has something to do with your father, James Potter."

"James Potter again? You seem to be *very* friendly with him, Father." Draco said in a mocking tune.

"Sit down boys." He commanded. He muttered a few charms with his wand and pointed to the mirror. Suddenly an old brownish book came out of the mirror.

The two boys watched silently, both in their own thoughts. "Don't worry, he's not going to kill you. I won't let him." Draco gave a reassuring look to his lover.

"Potter, this is James' diary. I believe it belongs to you now."

"My father's diary? But how come it's in you your hands?"

"Well, actually he gave it to me."

"I don't believe you. You were enemies when Voldemort was still alive." He kept holding his wand out, still aware if Lucius suddenly attacked him.

"The Dark Lord is not dead. He cannot die. It is true that he is in a weak state now. But dead, no, you need to learn magic for another thousand years until you can completely defeat him. No matter how many times you defeat him, he will always revive. His magic is far beyond yours. Don't be too confident to win against him. Remember what he did to your father." When talked about the Dark Lord he became darker like something had just possessed him.

"What is your relation with my father?"

"James and I were…"

His son completed his sentence. "Lovers." Draco sighed. "I saw you talking to his picture just before. But I just realized it when I saw your expression every time you say 'James'."

"I guess it runs in the family blood, doesn't it, Draco? A Malfoy falling for a Potter and vise versa?" Lucius smirked to Harry who was looking in awe.

He blinked several times not believing his ears. "You…" He pointed to Lucius. "And *my* father… were lovers??"

"True." He said nonchalantly.

***

He had his chance to choose. Now it has come to the time for his son to choose. Whether he would follow the dreams of his own dreams or the duty of being a Malfoy, the path that Lucius has chose.

Sometimes he feels that he would have been better off if he had chose his own desires despite and abandon his obligation as a Malfoy descendant. Not that he regretted marrying Narcissa and being a Death Eater. She was a good wife, if he only could love her. But too bad he couldn't. He had given his heart to the one and only person for him, the only one who understands him the best, the only one who still loved him even though they chose opposite sides. Even though he had betrayed the person. He was a Malfoy, yet he *had* to be a Death Eater it was his destiny. And he dares not to act against the Dark Lord. Those who had been marked cannot back out. If he insists he may have put his love in great danger. But in the end he lost everything. His dreams, his hopes, even the one he love.

He sighed. Maybe that's a destiny of a Malfoy, always doing what they *have* to do. Not what they *want* to do. Do you believe in destiny? Could it be changed? He was asking rhetorical questions. Maybe he didn't have the chance to choose anyway. He had the obligation to fulfill the duty as a Malfoy, so does his son. He was so loyal, yet a traitor at the same time. Before he met the person whom changed his life, he along with Severus, was one of Voldemort's best Death Eaters. It was his destiny to serve the Dark Lord. At that time he loved Severus for always being with him, but the time came when Severus betrayed Voldemort, he was a double agent, he worked for the Order. The Dark Lord ordered him to kill Severus, but he couldn't, that was when he met James Potter, he was the man who stopped him from killing Severus the man whom he once loved. Maybe it was his destiny to meet the raven-haired guy and been obsessing over him. Since that day, James had become a part of his world. Severus betrayed him. He betrayed Severus for intending to kill him. He betrayed his Lord for loving the enemy, betrayed himself for giving up his love with James. Maybe for all traitors, he, Lucius Malfoy, was the worst of all. Maybe it wasn't their destiny to be together.

"But, my son. He does have the right to choose." He gave a faint smile. "That's what I promised him."

***

"Read and you will understand." He smiled. "About how your father and me became a couple, Harry."

Harry nodded and skimmed for some certain dates. Draco sat right beside him and read also.

"The next war is coming near. He was defeated once, but he will revive. If a cat has nine lives, Voldemort has much more than that…"

At the last page he read something about a promise.

"At last I made him promise me. He will keep that promise. I really know the Malfoy pride…"

"Father, what promise?"

"Ah, that is the one I wanted to explain to you." He talked much about the duty as a Malfoy. About destiny and so, about the Dark Lord, who is now still in a weak state and about the right to choose.

Draco stared at him in awe. "J-James Potter made you swore to let me choose my own destiny?"

He smirked. "Not to choose your own destiny. Destiny is written for every human. Not chosen." He sighed. "To choose your role in the future. Whether to be my good son and fulfill the duty as a Malfoy or live by your own and leave the Malfoy name behind."

Harry's jaw dropped dead. "But he's the last descendant of the Malfoys. That means…"

"A promise is a promise. A man never takes back his words." He looked back at Draco. "So, my son. What is your choice?"

"I-I…"

"You will have to make up your mind now."

"What do you want me to choose, Father?"

He smiled. "I want you to follow your dreams. But, that means you will have to face the Dark Lord for being a traitor of the Malfoy clan, who served him for decades." He looked at James photo. "You want them to have what we couldn't, don't you James?" The dark haired man smiled.

"I-I…" Draco took a deep breath. He held Harry's hand and squeezed them lightly. "I will live with Harry. I'm sorry, Father."

Lucius smiled. "The next time we meet we would be on different sides." He sighed. "You should make your way out now."

"Goodbye, Father."

"Since that's the choice you chose, I'm not your father anymore." He shrinked the mirror and handed it to Draco. "This is for you, Mr. Stranger." Both of them smirked.

"Potter, you better take care of your boy, cause the next time we meet I will be the one who takes your life away." He smirked again. "One more thing, Potter." He handed James photo to Harry. "This belongs to you. If the Dark Lord ever sees this he would think that I have a relation with James Potter." He said mockingly. Then he did the half smile-half smirk thing.

Harry smiled at him and mouthed an inaudible 'thank you'.

Lucius Malfoy, the last inherit of the Malfoy family watched the back of his ex-son walking away. Feeling a bit blissful and a bit sorrow. Content because his son finally found someone to love. Sorrow, because it could've been him walking hand in hand with Potter. 'Like father, like son' He mumbled. 'Even so, their fate is so different.'

Both of them, Malfoy and Potter, the younger ones of course, walked away hand in hand. At last they changed the destiny. A Malfoy *was* meant to be with a Potter, even though to took one generation still Malfoys are meant to be with Potters. Just like father, like son.

The End

At last… It's the end. I know it's a very dull ending. Okay, I did it in 20 minutes, so lazy of me. Okay, then I'll see ya around, folks! R&R, please! Thanks for everyone who supported me till the end of this ficcie.