This chapter is really short. Its just an idea I had floating around in my head for a while and I finally decided I'd sit down and write a bit of it. I know what you're saying, this story is far out, no way it could possibly make any sense, etc. Believe me I have everything worked out, and all of your questions will be answered in the next couple of chapters.

BTW: unbeta'd so any mistakes are mine

Chapter One

As Arthur Weasley made his way through the halls of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement he wondered, not for the first time, why he was there. A week ago the Aurors had captured Narcissa Malfoy and her son Draco. Yesterday he had received a letter by owl, saying that Narcissa had requested to see him. So here he was, stepping into a well illuminated room to find Narcissa chained to a chair behind a large table. Her normally pristine hair was now covered in dirt and she looked nothing like her normally immaculate condition.

"Thank you for coming Arthur," she said, snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Lets get this over with Mrs. Malfoy. You didn't call me here to chat. You want something, so just say it."

"Fine, I'll skip the pleasantries than Arthur. 17 years ago, Lucius and I were trying to conceive. He wanted an heir. He couldn't get me pregnant though. His fault, not mine, though he'd never admit to being infertile. He was going to divorce me if I didn't get him an heir, so I found a way around Luke's little problem. I went to a bar and, low and behold, there you were – a pureblooded obviously fertile male. I sent you a few drinks and than took you to a hotel near by when you were too out of it to know any better. That night I conceived a little boy, Draconis Lucius Malfoy on his fake birth certificate, Draconis Secretus Weasley on the real one. Its in a vault in Gringotts if you don't believe me. I want you to take care of him Arthur. He's not Luke's son, he's yours.

"Times up," called the guard as he entered the room.

"You're son needs you Arthur," she called as she was pulled from the room. "Take care of him," he heard as the door closed behind her.

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End of chapter 1. Short I know, but I just wanted to get this part out. Please reviews, your reviews are like drugs to an addict :)

To those of you who have read A Mother's Touch, I know it is long overdue for an update. I have started to write it, but I have major writer's block right now. I promise that I am working on it, its just going slowly.

But just to show you that it is coming, I will give you the first part here:

It took a lot to get Arthur Weasley angry, and right now he was downright pissed off. He had always thought that Lucius Malfoy was an asshole, but beating his son? He always thought that the Malfoy heir would be pampered, not beaten and abused. If anything made him angry, it was the thought that a father could do that to their own son, their flesh and blood. If Arthur ever hurt his children, even accidentally, he would never be able to forgive himself. 'I guess that's what makes the two of us so different,' Arthur thought as he made his way into Malfoy Manor.

The Manor was extremely large, as was to be expected by the Malfoy patriarch. While lavishly decorated, it was in a very dark style.

Ok, so it's not much, but it is a little tidbit just to get you going. If you guys have any ideas for the story, or how to help my writer's block, please review and help me out here! Otherwise, I promise the next chapter to both of these stories is coming….