Just wanted to say that my other story Abandoned is one chapter away from being done and I wanted to put this up now. This will be my main project until it is done, so I hope people enjoy it.

A/N: First I want to thank Silvermidnight52 for letting me use their concept of their story tell me lies so I could write this story. The concept was a great idea and I used some of the basic story line in this as well. I hope it turns out alright in the end.

Summary: What would you do if you found out the people you grew up thinking were your parents actually weren't? Well Draco Malfoy finds out that he is not really a Malfoy after all and one other person out there has also been lied to. What is he to do now?

Disclaimer: I do not own anything of the Harry Potter world, but oh how I wish I did.

Warnings: Rated M for a reason. Early on implied MPREG, Slash (Male/Mae relationship), Sexual situations, Possibility of MPREG later on also. Some Ron bashing (I am sorry if people like him but this happens a lot in some of my stories.) This takes place in the boys' Sixth year, they are both of age. This is def.. AU. Voldemort is not a threat in this story (And hardly ever is in any of my stories anyway).

Prologue: (14 years earlier)

The clouds rolled around in the sky, threatening to unleash the rain that they held, as a man quickly made his way up the long path towards the manor. In his arms he carried his two year old son in a blue blanket sleeping within it's warmth. He prayed the occupants of the house were home, he didn't know where else to turn. This was his only option as he found out he couldn't trust anyone, not even the little ones other father.

As he knocked on the large white door in front of him he pulled the child closer to his chest as the tears started to fall down his face. He couldn't believe he had gotten him self into this situation and all he wanted was for his son to be safe.

The door swung open after the third knock and he saw his friend standing there with curiosity showing on his face. The man in the door looked at the bundle in his arms and ushered him into the house.

"What are you doing here? Is everything alright?" The other man asked him as they moved into the sitting room. He noticed his friends wife sitting there waiting for them to enter.

"It's Dumbledore. He found out I had a son. I don't know what he is going to do but I know it's nothing good." He said as he sat down and unwrapped his son from his blanket. The blonde hair showing in the light as he started to move.

"How did he find out? I thought you were safe. It's been two years." His friend asked as he sat down next to his wife, grabbing her hand for support.

"I thought I was too. I don't know how he found out but he was banging down my door trying to get around the wards. He was yelling for me to give him my son." He let the tears continue to flow, not caring that his friend saw.

"What do you wish for us to do? You can hide here if you want." His head snapped up and he knew he couldn't take that offer, he had a more difficult favor to ask.

"I'll stay here for a couple of days, until I can figure out where we are going. If for some reason Dumbledore finds me and something happens to me, could you please take my son and watch after him. Treat him like your own and only tell him the truth when he is old enough to handle it." He looked into his friends eyes, hoping he would agree.

His friend looked over to his wife and knew she would agree with him with what ever decision he made. He looked back over to the boy in the other mans arms and couldn't help but know he would fit right in with this family.

"Yes we will do that for you. I am only hoping is does not come to that." His friend smiled to him before a knock sounded on the door. The man slowly rose and went to answer it.

When he came back he was with another man and a boy the same age as his son. He smiled at the two of them, glad they were there. The two boys loved each other and came fast friends after they first met, and he knew his son would be happy to be with him.

He woke his son from his sleep and pointed to the other little boy across from them. His son bolted from the couch and quickly grabbed the other boy. He couldn't help but laugh at how close the two of them were, and hoped they would always be like that.

Just after explaining everything to the third man in the room the fire flared and the person they feared the most stepped into the room.

"James give me your son now and nothing will happen to you." James stood in front of the two little boys, trying to protect them. Suddenly smoke was filling the room along with the sounds of both the boys crying.

When the smoke cleared only one little boy was sitting on the floor, staring at his hand that was only moments ago holding his friend, with tears running down his face.

"Oh god Harry, where is Harry. Where is my son. Lucius?" Severus spun around in circles trying to find his son.

Lucius walked over and picked up the other little boy, trying to sooth him. He had just lost his father and his best friend in one go, nothing you wanted a small child to go though.

"Severus I'm so sorry." Lucius expected his friend to start screaming for him to try and get his son back, or start yelling about why he would let James endanger them like this. He was surprised however to have the man come over and wrap his arms around the little boy in his arms.

"Draco, we will get your father and my boy back someday. Until then we will protect and love you." Severus kissed the boys head before he sat back down looking at the other people in the room.

Lucius could only stand there and try to figure out what had just happened. He tried to think about who could have told Dumbledore about Draco and where they were at that time. He looked down at the little boy in his arms and swore he would be the best father to him that he could be.