A/N- This is the first time I am writing a long story in, like, a year or something... I hope it works! Also, the first chapter is basically the summary, just not summarized. Now, the summary, as I promised:

A long time ago, in the time of kings and queens, there was a large city by the name of Ottery St. Catchpole. The Lady of the city has just given birth to a baby boy, and in the other side of the city, another baby was born into a poor family. Suddenly- a knock at the door. As the mother of the poor baby walked toward the door, she already knew who it is- It is who she dreaded the most...

"Lord Malfoy?" a servants voice was heard through Nicholas Malfoy, the Lord of Ottery St. Catchpole.
"What?" Malfoy said angrily. The servants have pestered him all day about stupid and insignificant things. 'M'Lord, a visitor has come to see you.' 'Sir, your lunch is ready.' 'Lord, one of the houses has burned down, and all the residents are dead.' Couldn't they see that he had much more important things on his mind, such as his wife! They should-
"Lord, Lady Victoria has requested you at her side."

Nicholas jumped and bolted out of the room and started running toward his wife's room, before remembering that his servants could see him. He must not look ridiculous in front of his servants, as they report everything to the King. He slowed down and after what seemed like hours, finally reached his wife's room.

"Victoria, is everything alright?" he asked, the second he entered her room.

"Yes, I just wanted you next to me while the baby comes." Victoria said calmly, though there was an edge to her voice.
"Of course, Victoria." Nicholas said and sat down next to her.

On the other side of the city, another woman was giving birth to another baby, in a small wooden house.

"Thomas, it's coming!" the woman, Katrina, said.
Thomas, her husband, ran into her room, panicked. "What do I do, what do I do?"
"Shut up, you are making me nervous! This isn't our first child, idiot, do what you did then!"
Thomas remembered, and started to push her stomach repeatedly.

A few minutes later, a crying. bald, ugly, red creature was in Thomas' hands.

"I-I wanted to see it." Katrina said.

"Him." Thomas corrected, and handed him to his mother.

"Isn't he beautiful?" Katrina said weakly, and smiled.

"No, not really." Thomas said, and Katrina kicked him lightly. "-But I am sure he will be very handsome when he grows up!" Thomas said before Katrina could waste any more of her energy.
Katrina nodded and closed her eyes slowly, before falling asleep.

"Waaaaaaa!" The baby's wails echoed in the Lady's room. Victoria was asleep. Nicholas couldn't understand how she didn't wake up yet, with their new baby screaming all over the place. Nicholas, not wanting his wife energy-depleted wife to wake up, called for one of the servants: "Cassius, take this baby to the nursery and sing him to sleep." Cassius, the servant, bowed slightly and took the baby to the nursery.

A few hours later, Victoria woke up in her room, looked around, and saw that no one was in the room but her. She turned to her left and attempted to pull the rope and ring the bell, but found that she couldn't. She slowly stood up and walked slowly toward the door, until a servant walked by and saw her.

"Oh, my Lady, do you need Lord Nicholas?" he asked as he held her and helped her back to her room.
Victoria nodded, and said weakly: "Tell him to bring the baby too."
The servant nodded and left the room.

A few minutes later, Nicholas and the baby entered the room.

"Victoria!" Nicholas said and hugged his wife gently, so he won't accidentally hurt her.
"Nicholas." She said, a bit out-of-breath. "How long have I been sleeping?"

Nicholas released his grip on his wife a bit, and answered: "Not a long time, only a few days."

"WHAT?!" Victoria screamed, and woke up the baby boy, who started wailing.

"Waaaaa!"

"It was a joke, darling, a joke." Nicholas said.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Victoria looked at him, annoyed and said: "Now look what you've done. You've woken the baby!"

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

"We have come to take him." said the man at the door. A carriage could be seen behind him.

"Please, let us keep him for a few years!" Katrina begged. "Let him know his parents!" The man shook his head. "You'll get weekly visits anyway. Besides, it's better for him if he gets used to being a whipping boy as soon as possible. Well, we need to get back to the Lord's Manor in an hour, with the baby. So give him to us or we'll have to take him by force."

Katrina nodded slowly and backed away. "Of course sir, I apologise. Wait here so I will give him to you." Katrina walked away to her husband and whispered in his ear: "The Lord's men are here? What do we do?"
Nicholas thought for a moment, and said: "You take him and run. I'll hold them off." Katrina opened her mouth to protest, but then came a voice from the door: "What's going on over there?"

"What's going on over there?" the man said and entered the small wooden house. He heard no reply at first, but a few seconds later, he heard a door creak and someone running. He started running toward the noise, but then a door was smacked in his face, breaking his nose. As he staggered backwards, Thomas jumped out from behind the door and smacked the man with the flat sife of a rather rusty sword, knocking the man out instantly. Thomas looked at the sword in his hand, then at the pool of blood coming out from the man's nose, and then ran after his wife and son.

"What is taking him so long?" asked one of the bodyguards, standing outside of the house next to the carriage.

The other bodyguard shrugged. "I don't know, probab- Hey, look!" He pointed at a young woman running away from the house. Just then, a thud was heard from inside the house. They both looked at the house.

"You go after the woman, I'll go check whats going on over there." One of the bodyguards said and nodded towards the house. The other bodyguard nodded and ran toward the woman, and the first one entered the house, his sword out.

"Who's there?"
No reply.

The bodyguard walked in and scouted the house. When he reached the small living room, where the man, who was their captain, he stepped on something solid, and a sickening crack was heard. The bodyguard looked down, surprised and saw his captain. The bodyguard woke him up immediately.
"Those bastards ran away with the baby!" The captain said immediately after waking up. "Get him!" The bodyguard nodded and started running to where he saw the woman last, and saw another person, a young man, running with his own sword to help the woman.

The bodyguard threw his sword at the man, hitting his leg. The man collapsed and grabbed his leg, blood gushing out of it. The bodyguard ran to the person and grabbed his sword and kept to the woman. The other bodyguard has already caught her.

They took both people to the captain, who already went to the carriage.

"You're coming with us."

"Sir, Thomas Weasley and his wife and son are here."

Nicholas nodded. "Ah, Manfred's son? I am coming." Nicholas said.

The servant entered the room, put Nicholas' robes on. Nicholas left the room, and the servant followed suit.

"Ah, what do we have here?" Nicholas said, seated in his chair in front of 6 people: 3 of his own, and the 3 Weasleys. Katrina and Thomas were each tied to a chair.

The captain of the 3 bodyguards said: "They-"

"Silence!" Nicholas said and raised his hand. "Now, Thomas, you were saying?"

Thomas glared at him for a few seconds, then said: "You sent your people six years before what the agreement stated!"
"Ah, yes, I remember. The deal stated that I get your son as soon as mine starts his education, which, until recently, began at the age of six." Nicholas said, grinning evilly.

"What do you mean, 'until recently?'" Katrina blurted out, and then covered her mouth, surprised. It was disrespectful for a woman to interrupt a man. Fortunately, Nicholas didn't seem to care.

"Oh, didn't you hear? The King made it necessary to teach children to detect magic as soon as they know how to talk!"

Thomas looked skeptic. "And you are saying that your baby can already speak in English? He was born a few hours ago!"

The Lord nodded and asked for his son, and one of the servants gave the baby to his father. Lord Nicholas put his son on his lap. "Cygnus, how are you today?" The baby looked at his father, blinked and said: "I em tayed!" "Nicholas patted his son and looked at Thomas, who was looking at them both, surprised.

"See?" Nicholas said, smirking. He looked at Cassius, the head servant. "Give me the baby." Cassius bowed and went to retrieve the baby for the Lord. Nicholas was about to send both of the baby's parents away before he remembered something.

"Katrina, I value your motherly love for your son, so I shall grant you the right to name him. What shall you call him?"

Katrina looked at the Lord of Ottery St. Catchpole, surprised. He was not know for his empathy, quite the opposite.

"I shall name him Frederick."

I hope you liked the intro! I apologise if anything in this chapter (And in the story) will be historically unaccurate. Also, the chapters will (probably) be longer from now on, no promises though, as it takes me a long time to write anything longer than 850 words D:

Please review! I love it when you do! (Not that it happens that often... So I only love you half the time... Just kidding! I love you all! But I love you even more when you review!

Another thing: I know Ottery St. Catchpole isn't a big city in the series, but back then it was. I already have planned out most of the storyline.

Frederick means peace, power, ruler. I took it from Fred Weasley, his descendant, and I only knew the meaning of the name afterwards,

Also, to those of you who don't know what a whipping boy is (99% of the world xD) ,here's what I got from Wikipedia:

A whipping boy was a young boy who was assigned to a young prince and was punished when the prince misbehaved or fell behind in his schooling. Whipping boys were established in the English court during the monarchies of the 15th century and 16th centuries. They were created because of the idea of the divine right of kings, which stated that kings were appointed by God, and implied that no one but the king was worthy of punishing the king's son. Since the king was rarely around to punish his son when necessary, tutors to the young prince found it extremely difficult to enforce rules or learning.

Whipping boys were generally of high status, and were educated with the prince from birth. Because the prince and whipping boy grew up together they usually formed a strong emotional bond, especially since the prince usually did not have playmates as other children would have had. The strong bond that developed between a prince and his whipping boy dramatically increased the effectiveness of using a whipping boy as a form of punishment for a prince. The idea of the whipping boys was that seeing a friend being whipped or beaten for something that he had done wrong would be likely to ensure that the prince would not make the same mistake again.

Yes, I know that Nicholas Malfoy isn't the king, so just replace every time the word 'king' is mentioned with 'lord'.