A/N: So Bowie36 has offered to take over secrets for me.

Here's her page link: u/4572708

She says that she'll post when she writes a few chapters so be on the watch.

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"Of course not, you could get hurt." Tom said incredulously, purposely forgetting that he was just moments ago about to send the boy to kill an Auror.

"You think this is my first time killing a man?" Noctis didn't like these men telling him that he couldn't do his job.

"Have you ever killed a wizard before?" Tom asked pointedly worried over his son's safety.

"No." Noctis grudgingly admitted.

Tom smirked smugly, "Exactly."

"Be quiet, old man." Noctis mumbled pouting.

"What was that?" Asked Tom teasingly, having hearing his sons mumbled words.

"Nothing, sir."

"Tom is fine."

"Tom, why did you want to get information of 'The Order of The Phoenix'?" Noctis never got reasons when he did jobs, but that didn't mean he wasn't ever curious. Since he had a chance to know for once he was going to take it.

"Remember I was telling you about Dumbledore? Well he is the leader of The Order. He's the one who convinced everyone that I'm evil and that I'm trying to take over Hogwarts and the rest of the wizarding world. Everyone one in the wizarding world knows me as 'Lord Voldemort'."

"Flight of death, seriously?" Noctis interrupted Tom, surprising the men with his knowledge of French.

Noctis saw their looks, "My father and I didn't only do jobs in Britain. I also know Spanish and German."

Noctis ignored the way the men flinched when he talked about the man who raised him. He didn't really hate these men, they did give him life after all and they had their reasons for giving him up but he didn't know his parents well. He didn't like meeting new people. Of course he had many clients, but they didn't count, most of them he only saw once so it didn't matter what they thought as long as he did the job. He had to live with these men, and he had a feeling that Lucius would hanging around often also, so he didn't want them to think bad of him. He didn't think he was doing too good at it.

"Anyway, I'm technically a wanted criminal and everyone wants me dead." Tom sighed and Noctis saw how much this was bothering his father.

Severus walked up behind his husband and hugged him tight, "Not everyone wants you dead."

"He's right, I don't want you dead." Noctis said awkwardly looking anywhere but at his fathers so he .missed the looks of surprise and the love that flowed from them.

"Thank you, that really means alot to me." Tom whispered his thanks, and cleared his throat before continuing his story, "Everyone believes that I'm an evil monster who tried to kill the great Lily and James Potter's son Harry Potter. The think I'm seeking immortality and that I want to rid the world of muggles and muggleborns."

"Do you?"

"Of course not. While I may not like muggles I don't want to kill them, just keep them, and their culture, separated from us. And the muggleborns are magical just like us, why would I want to kill my own race. We're just trying to help the wizarding community, and Dumbledore's making us seem like bad guys."

"While I'm here I don't want to be sitting around all day doing nothing, can you teach me magic?" Noctis asked his fathers. He wanted to be stronger so that he could protect his newfound family and himself from the crazy old man.

"Well I have to go to Hogwarts in a week. Remember I'm a professor." Snape told his son regrettably.

"Is it too late to enroll in the school?" Tom asked his husband. No matter how much he wanted his son to be near him, he knew that being with Severus was safer.

"Who says that I want to go to a school with a crazy arse headmaster who wants me dead?" Noctis didn't want to go to school with a man who'd tried to kill him and killed his adoptive parents.

"Watch your language. He wont know that you're 'Hadrian Riddle-Snape', your on the record as 'Noctis Hale' and also you'll be safer away from me. " Tom explained.

"Will I be able to bring my weapons?" Noctis questions hopefully. If he's going to a school with a madman then he should be able to at least protect himself.

Severus gives him a pointed glare, "Don't think I've forgotten what you did to Draco when we went out shopping."

"He insulted myself and my dad!" Noctis saw them flinch again, but this time he couldn't ignore it. "He may not have contributed to the birth of me but he was still my father. He's raised me since I was a year old and he was killed right in front of me. So don't act like he wasn't more of a father than either have been so far."

"Were sorry Noctis. We tried our best, but it would seem that our best wasn't good enough. From now on we'll try and be good parents to you. No matter what you believe we've loved you since the day you were born and haven't stopped. We want to make this work between us." Snape promised his son.

"He's still my dad and I love him but that doesn't mean I can't love you guys either." Noctis told them softly, he'd never told his father but he's always wondered what his birth parents were like.

"So will you join me at Hogwarts this year?" Severus asked trying to get back to a less emotional subject.

"If you give me back my weapons I will." Noctis said after a moments deliberation.

"Fine. But you have to make nice with Draco."

"He hates me." Noctis said assured of himself.

"No he doesn't." A calm voice spoke from behind Noctis startling him causing him to twist around and put a blade to. . . Lucius'. . . neck. Noctis had forgotten that Lucius was still in the room.

"Sorry." Noctis mumbled embarrassed sheathing his blade. "I forgot you were there."

Severus and Tom watched on with matching amused looks and Lucius stood with a shocked expression on his face.

"Remind me to never try and sneak up on you." Lucius murmured and took a moment to compose himself before speaking again. "He doesn't hate you, he's actually sorry that he judged you without knowing you first. He'll be at dinner tonight, just see how he acts."

"He'll only act the way he does because he knows I'm Tom and Snape's son."

"You are quite wrong. He wouldn't be sorry because of that, he'd be scared, real dark lord or not Tom's terrifying when he's angry. But he's not scared he's guilty. He's not a bad kid he just can be a..."

"-Git?" Noctis supplied, ignoring the warning about his language.

"Well, yes, for lack of a better word. All I'm saying, Nox, is to just give him a chance."

"Fine, but I'm not making any promises."