Background Information: Harry isn't James Potter's son. In fact, he isn't even a Potter. His true name is Scorpion Salazar Snape. His mother is Lily Evans-Snape and she did not die at the Dark Lord's hand. Severus along with several other people performed a complicated charm that hid the truth from those they did not want knowing. Also, in this story, Tom Riddle is NOT the Dark Lord. He was framed by Albus Dumbledore. Meaning: Albus Dumbledore is Lord Voldemort. Also, Draco and Harry have been in a relationship since the beginning of third year. Also, Petunia and Vernon are a witch and wizard in this. They met in France, at Beauxbatons. Which is where they really live now..

Warning: This story will contain Fred/George twincest. If you do not like that please do NOT read it.

Chapter One

Telling The Weasley's

Albus Dumbledore was a lying, deceitful bastard. Even after five years of being subjected to his bullshit, I still managed to return home each year surprised at him. Of course, he thought I was Harry James Potter, son of Lily and James Potter, and that I was his perfect little right hand man. The entire act makes me sick. Especially the Harry Potter part. I am not Harry Potter, nor will I ever be Harry Potter. My name is Scorpion Salazar Snape and I am by no means the son of James Potter, nor am I Dumbledore's right hand. I'm too well aware of his true nature for that to ever be possible. He doesn't know this, of course, and he won't until my seventh year. This is why it's always nice to return to Snape Manor every summer where I'm not subjected to Dark Lords in disguise who love to insult my godfather.

This summer is different from the others, though. Usually, after I get off the train mum and dad send Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon to come and get me and then we head back to Malfoy Manor to visit with Draco and his parents. This summer it's completely different. Mum and Dad are coming to get me themselves, disguised as the Dursley's. Dad thinks it's about time we tell the Weasley family - along with Hermione - the truth about everything and I agree. Seventh year is, after all, only a year away now and we need to have our Allies behind us. This means that my godfather, Tom Riddle, the Malfoy's, and quite possibly Bellatrix Lestrange will be there with us. Dad doesn't want to risk us being discovered so he and mum are coming after me themselves, leaving the Dursley's back at home with the rest.

Ron and Hermione are staring at me with confused expressions as we walk through the barrier after getting off the train. They've been asking questions for the past hour but, since I can't really answer anything until we're safely at the Manor, I simply give them a smile and head towards the rest of the Weasley's. Just as I'd known she would be, Molly is the first to ask a questions.

"Can you tell us what this is about Harry dear?"

"Not here Mrs. Weasley. When you leave the train station, follow us to Snape Manor and I'll be waiting by the gate to let you in. There are wards against apparating onto the property so you'll come out in front of the gate. I swear you'll all get your answers there."

Ron shrugs."All right mate. We'll see you soon then."

"See you in a bit guys. They're waiting, I'd better head out."

Casting them one last smile, I head towards my parents. Mum looks a little strained, even beneath Aunt Petunia's face. She's worried about the Weasley's reactions, I know. Just as she's been all year. Dad's face is set in a stoic expression as always but I can tell he's worrying as well. He's just never been the type to show his worries. We walk towards the car together, not speaking, and Dad waits until we're away from the train station to take the my glamour charm off. I smile slightly as I feel my body go back to its normal state.

"What did you say to them Scorpion?" Dad asks.

"Just that not everything is as it seems. I told them to follow us to the manor and that I would explain everything there. I had to fire call Molly and Arthur, though since I'm pretty sure the old coot is watching the owls. They'll be there when we arrive."

"All right. The Malfoy's are bringing your godfather along. Tom wants to be there. I wasn't sure of the idea myself but your mother assures me that it's a good idea."

"It's a smart move, actually. If they can see Tom for themselves they'll be more apt to believe us."

"That's what I told him. Your father, however, is a Slytherin."

"Your mother is a Gryffindor." Dad complained, grinning and I joined mum in an eye roll.

Stopping in front of the gate, dad lets me out before driving into the grounds. I lean back against the fence, wondering what the reactions will be. Ron's first reaction, I muse, will probably be anger because I didn't tell him. After Hermione talks sense into him he'll just have a lot of questions. Hermione will understand but, as she usually does, have a zillion questions that need answering. Fred and George will find reasons to tease me about it all. The only thing I have any reason to be worried about is when they find out about Drake and I. Dad might have to put Ron in a full body bind after that one.

"Harry!" The sound of my name being called shocks me out of my reverie. Looking up, I find Hermione and the Weasley Clan waiting for me. Grinning, I open the gates and walk through with them.

"Sorry. Was thinking too much as always. Anyways, we'll be meeting in the living room. Dad wants everyone to be as comfortable as possible and the living room is the most comfortable place in the Manor."

"Why are we at Snape's house? And why are you calling him Dad?" Ginny asks, giving me a puzzled look,

"You'll find out soon enough."

We're quiet as I lead them into the back living room. My parents are there along with the Malfoy's and Tom. Draco looks up as we walk in, sending me a wide grin while getting to his feet. Ron gives him a glare and then raises an eyebrow at me.

"Sit down guys. There's quite a bit that needs to be talked about. The very least of which is why I'm hugging Drake."

They raise their eyebrows at me I sit down on a loveseat with Drake next to me.

Molly and Arthur, however, are staring at mum like they're looking at a ghost. They've recognized her, which I knew they would. Bill and Charlie are staring at Tom, confused. They recognize his face but can't place a name to it. Dad waits until it's completely quiet before speaking.

"Thank you all for coming. Before I begin, I'm going to tell you what my son has already told you." At this, he gestures towards me.

"Not everything is as it seems. There will be much of this that you won't want to believe but I can assure you that it is the absolute truth. I'm going to need your word that what is said in this room stays between those that are in this room."

"Of course." Hermione says and the Weasley Clan nods in agreement.

"I'll start then." I say, taking a deep breath.

"You know me as Harry James Potter, as does the rest of the Wizarding World. That isn't my actual name. My name is Scorpion Salazar Snape. I'm the son of Severus Snape and Lily Evans-Snape. Dad and mum married in secret and had me. While the rest of the Wizarding world thought mm had married James Potter, she was actually off marrying dad. James and my father put aside their differences and were, in the end, very good friends. He helped them by going along with what the world believed and...eventually giving his life to protect our secret, along with his wife Clara Potter. Clara was under a Glamour Charm, causing her to look like mum when she was murdered. When I was only a year old, dad found out something that Albus Dumbledore has been hiding for a long time. He doesn't know we know and won't until seventh year. Albus Dumbledore and Lord Voldemort are one and the same. Tom Riddle, the man he framed, was innocent then and still is. Trelawney gave a false prophecy when Harry was six months, forcing Albus to take drastic action. He figured it had to mean that I was the one with the power to kill him. We were alerted by Lucius here that Dumbledore was coming after the Potters. We were all living together then. Dumbledore sent one of his followers to kill me, James, and Clara. The fool killed James and Clara and attempted to kill me as well. The curse, as you all know, rebounded from me and killed Dumbledore's petty follower. Afterwards, Dumbledore knew he had to lay low until the time was right to make a reappearance. Last year was that time. Scorpion isn't in any immediate danger as long as Dumbledore thinks him oblivious. But he'll act soon enough. Which is why we wanted to tell you. We'll make our stand in Seventh year but, if he finds out that I know before then, you'll be in danger if you don't know the truth. I'm not asking you to fight, just to stand behind me. If not, I can completely understand."

"Shut up Harr-Scorpion. You're our best friend. Of course we're going to fight with you. What else do you think we're going to do? Watch? We're not mental, mate." Ron says, cutting me off mid-sentence.

"Thanks."

They roll their eyes at me before Ron looks at Draco pointedly and mum laughs. I blush, looking away. A moment passes and Ginny asks what Ron couldn't.

"What's with you and Malfoy?"

"Draco and I grew up together. He was my best friend. When we got to Hogwarts we decided that it was best to pretend to hate each other. After all, Dumbledore's got the world thinking that Lucius is a Death Eater and I'm supposed to be Harry Potter. Dumbledore would have gotten suspicious if we were openly friendly with each other."

"But...what about the fights? And he called Hermione a mudblood!" Ron sputters, turning red.

"Sorry about that. I had to make my 'prat' act look as convincing as I could. Scorp actually hexed me for the mudblood comment. I didn't mean it. Blood doesn't matter really." Draco cuts in, embarrassed.

"It's fine. If Scorpion trusts you then so do we." Hermione says, smiling.

"What about the fights?" Ginny asks and I laugh.

"Those were great fun to set up. We had to improvise a few times but mostly they were planned before. Especially after third year. We really had to step it up after that." Drake said, grinning.

"Why?"

"We started officially dating in third year. Happened during the summer before and we decided that we needed to step it up. Fights got pretty good after that. As did the kiss and make-up at the Manor afterwards."

Ron wrinkles his nose at us. "That's disgusting mate. I don't need that image in my head."

I laugh. "Sorry."

After a few minutes, dad sends me a look to let me know it's time to get serious again. The smile slides from my face and I lean into Drake's side, sighing. Mum leans against dad, her eyes dark. It's silent, everyone trying to pull their thoughts together. Finally, Tom speaks and everyone looks at him...