It had been hours since he saw his godfather cry, it was during those hours that he occupied his mind with school work and starring off into space. Looking at the clock he saw that it was past lunch, with a growl from his lower regions he was reminded that he hadn't eaten at all.

Upon entering the main room he caught sight of Severus. The normaly dark and brooding man was slumped in a chair staring at his hands.

"Uncle Sev?" Draco ventured quietly. Immediatly Severus looked up with slightly puffed and blood-shot eyes. Swallowing, Draco stepped closer to where the older man sat.

"You saw."

"Only a little."

"Draco, I need to speak with you about something very important."

sSs

Starring out the barred window he mused over his thoughts, one being daylight. How long had it been that he'd been in it? Far too long if judging be his porcelin colored skin. Glancing toward the window once again he was broken from his mind by he heavy footed steps of one Vernon Dursley. The locks withdrew from their places noisily, before long the door open to behold the darkening face of the older man.

Wordlessly he made his way into the small room. With more force than needed he wrenched the dark haired boy from where he sat to the chair infront of the precarious desk. A sheet of paper and a pen was presented. With a pointed look he began writing the letter destined for the eyes of the Order.

A light whistle was sounded and the Ghost Owl made her way to the window sill. The letter was gone, would anyone notice that he sounded so mechanical now?

"Brat! Downstairs, dinner best be done at the correct time. You know the consequences." With the spittle now thourghly wiped off and his Uncle no longer in the room, he made his way down the stairs to prepare a meal he most likely wouldn't have any of.

sSs

Laying in bed that night Draco quietly strared at where the wall would be if it was pitch dark in the room. The conversation with Severus ealier had seemingly drained him of all of his energy.

"I don't want to be one... I thought I could, but... after seeing what He really did and expected of me... no I can't do that."

Closing his eyes seeking sleep, again the ghost like feeling of Severus embracing him came. The warmth and care from that single embrace let him know that he had a least one person in his corner. It was with this thought in mind that he fell asleep.

sSs

"You've got to be kidding me!" The glare to this statement was answer enough. The pale dark-haired man ran a hand threw his hair and closed his eyes.

"Romulus..." Said man opened his eyes and looked at his twin. He had came to him not long ago looking like someone had killed his pet. What he had to say was not what he had been expecting. That the-boy-who-lived was actually his son. What's more was the fact that his godson, a Malfoy, had chosen tonot become a death eater.

"Severus, you know I'll help you... but do keep the rest of the family mind." He merely recieved a look that bluntly said, I'm not an idiot.

"Fine, act that way.."

sSs

"If ever I were to have a child, I would continue what my mother started."

"And what was that?"

"I would use the same 'pet name' she did for myself."

"Now this is interesting... I didn't know she called you anything other than your given name or S-" The woman was cut off before being able to say the obvously cute name the man had been called.

"Don't even say it.. besides she only called me that sometimes. In private she called me Parvulus."He said, looking back on his memories.

"Parvulus?"

"Her translation was that it meant little one. Though it was besides that fact that she added on the word one to that." A pale hand was waved slightly to that explination.

"Well I think it's sweet, and the fact that you'd do the same." At this a small was recieved from the womans warms words.