Chapter 1: Prologue.

POV of Lucius.

I have two children, finally… two sons. But everyone knows only one. Only one of the two bears my name. One lives in my house and hides behind a mask of pride while the second is non-existent for the other.

I will give anything to have my second son with me. But for his health, I can't do it. He would be in greater risks although he already is. And I, personally, do not think he would take this news very well.

Despite this, I do the best and most feasible for him because I love him deeply. I hate to admit that I love him as I will never be able to love my other son. I tried hard to feel the same feeling for my other son, the one that bears my name and who grew up in my house but I can't. I must also love him but he's only the second in my heart.

Both of my sons have the same age, attend the same school and for my greatest misfortune, are enemies. I ask regularly for information on my other son to those who live in my home, and fortunately he does not realize what I do. He did not see that my interest in the Savior has absolutely nothing to do with The Dark Lord.

Yes, the Savior…. I am his father, and not that James Potter!

Obviously, this may seem strange that the right hand man of Voldemort is the father of his worst enemy. It is even quite ironic! But things are rarely what they seem to be!

Unlike Severus, I am not a spy. I know he's a spy. It has been a long time that I noticed his small roundabout. I give information to Severus when I can and he relays them to the Order of the Phoenix.

I'm not really bad or evil, call it anything you like. I must admit that the only thing that worries me is my son.

I am not afraid of being injured if it is to protect him. I know that my actions suggest otherwise but they are made for his survival. I do not have to expose my true identity and if I showed him the slightest sympathy, I would be immediately a suspect.

That is why I try to help him in secret. Of course, there was this story of The Chamber of Secrets. I had prepared this plan but I sent this moron of a house elf, Dobby, to prevent Harry from returning to Hogwarts and to protect him.

Fortunately, my God, my son managed to escape and, most importantly, to release this creature. But what I can do?

Internally, I am very proud of my little Harry. He is certainly a very good boy and he is so powerful, both magically and emotionally.

I must admit he looks a lot like his mother. He has the same damn character!

When I think about him, I always hated this charade that we have launched to conceal his identity. Can you imagine that? My son looks like James Potter.

Erk! But I was obliged to do so.

Despite that, I know that I have always one of my sons to look after me. Draco is not a bad boy. He is intelligent, has great power and magic behind the mask of evil, I know he has a good heart.

I think he will turn his back on the Dark Lord and becomes a spy. In any case, I hope this is what he will do.

I am very proud of Draco. It's just that I have too often tend to confuse him with the shadow of Harry. But perhaps it was because the feelings I have for my boys are related to feelings that bind me to their mothers?

I married Narcissia a moment ago but it was because that was what was expected from me. I like her a lot and it is always the case. But I do not love her in the exact meaning of the term.

My heart belongs to another woman. And I knew long ago that I will never marry her.

Of course, I am capable of loving. I liked Lily Evans, from the bottom of my heart. But my family has never accepted that I marry this woman. Besides, I was already promised to another when I met her.

It was a true love at first sight! When I crossed her eyes for the very first time I loved her for eternity. I will never forget that moment.

She had just received her diploma from Hogwarts and had just started working at the ministry. As a sign of destiny, she was assigned to my department and this is where all began.

We tried to keep at a distance of one another but we did not take long. Thus, we had a secret relationship with Harry as the result… finally, Draco also… nobody knows they are twins! Narcissia never had children. It is a house elf who brought me Draco after his birth with a letter from Lily.

She would keep Harry, and I Draco. In this way, James would have a son and me too. But I preferred she give me both, She sent me the letter of the delivery room at St Mungo's. In two minutes, I arrived. The worst was to make Narcissa swallow the pill. She hates Draco since the first day she saw him! She has always been so cold with him.

My heart broke when I saw that Harry was known as the son of another man, but I knew it was the best thing to do.

Then, when the Dark Lord had announced that he would visit the Potters, I was devastated inside. I gave this information to Severus, who was already a spy, and hoped that this would be enough to save the woman's life that I loved and our son.

But this was not the case…

Finally, Lily died and our son went to live with his silly sister and her family. It was at this point that I became so withdrawn. I wanted to say that it was my son but I knew that as terrible as was the sister of Lily, this life with her was the safest for Harry.

That's the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my whole life.

Even if I was in the same room as my son, I could not tell him who I am. I pray for the day when I can but I know it will never happen.

Harry must never know he is my son.

But even if I cannot recognize him, it will not change the feeling I have for him. He's my pride and my joy, my favorite son.

I often wonder if this is the price to pay for all the crimes that I committed. The reason why I lost the only woman I loved and that for which I had to divert our child.

It is a heavy price to pay but the only reason I paid it is that it was best for Harry. As hard as it is, I know that I must put his needs before mine. And, in truth, it is not so difficult.

If you are not a father, you cannot understand all you have to do for the happiness of your child.

Honestly, I must admit that there is nothing that I do not want to do if it is for Harry. But the only thing I can do, and this is the toughest thing in the world, is letting him go.

That's what I do, but in my heart he will always be my son.

To be continued...

Thanks to KK BK who corrected this chapter ! Thank you so much ! Chibigoku.