Even In Death

He had not been able to sleep in the last few weeks since his father's “ministry approved” murder.  He watched them perform a legalized killing curse, he stood held back by a throng of Aurors just watching the injustice happen.  
He would never cry in front of others, and he knew his father wouldn’t let him show such weakness in front of people who didn’t deserve it. So he kept the tears at bay until he got home with his body, to lay to rest in the family tomb.  
 
The tears were close to bursting out whether he wanted them to or not when his father had locked eyes with him and mouthed “I love you”  just before the jet of green light hit him square in the chest, and Draco watched all light and life leave his father's eyes and body. Sagging to the ground in an undignified heap.
 
The reason they murdered him plain and simple was that they had found out about their “special relationship”. And ever since the war they had itched to find a way to get the elder Malfoy imprisoned or executed.  “And this sick and obscene relationship they had” end quote. They had decided Draco couldn’t have approved of it, and it had, according to them, lasted since he had entered puberty. Which was an absolute lie; they had done anything until Draco was of age and consented of it. 
 
So they had set them an ultimatum: stop this abnormality or face imprisonment. Seeing as they couldn’t be together and not long for each other, Lucius moved out of the Manor and left it to Draco.  But after six months they couldn’t stand it anymore and Lucius went to visit Draco and things evolved.
 
And the Aurors decided that this day would be a good day to raid the Manor to see if they kept things up after so long and walked in on them, doing just what they weren’t supposed to.  
The corrupt Minister found him too low to use the Wizengamot to sentence him and just jumped it. Draco thought he was going to throw up when he heard that his father was to be executed for something like this.
 
Even now, three years later, Draco still harbored guilt over that day.
 
“I shouldn’t have owled you, but I missed you so terribly,” he murmured to the animated portrait of his father.
 
“You did it because you needed to. I was close to that point myself. But no one could have anticipated the Minister actually doing what he did,” Lucius said and wanted to just reach out and pull Draco into his arms.  
“I inadvertently had a hand in your murder by doing so. If I hadn’t you’d still be alive,” Draco argued.
 
“NEVER say that, it was not your fault. What they did was a huge crime. Much larger than I had ever committed, but being apart like that was slowly killing us. I couldn’t live like that, and I’m sure you couldn’t either. So I’m happy we at least had one last time together, aren’t you?" Lucius retorted.
 
Looking right into his fathers eyes he smiled and said, “Yes, I wouldn’t have had it any other way.” Reaching out he let one finger trace his father's painted cheekbones. “At least I have you with me like this, I don’t know what I would do if you were completely gone.”
 
“Yes, and I will stay here until you come to the other side and join me. When you have lived a full rich life, I will be waiting for you on the other side” Lucius smiled as he said this.  
“I can’t wait for that day, when I can have you in my arms again” Draco said and said goodbye to his father's portrait for now.
 

A big thank you to my Beta : The Real Luciusmistress!!