Disclaimer: There will be extreme mentions of child abuse in this story. Harry did not have an easy life. Sexual abuse is also mentioned.

Disclaimer 2: I know Nott is no with a K. I wrote this before I knew that and I have a lot is written (Like 50 thousand words worth though I will be slower updating it) I am not changing it for this story, Knott is spelled with a K. Also do not give hate for the fact that the parents are gay in this. It just happened that way. I think they will make a great couple and a lot of my stories, I don't really care about gender in relationships.

Disclaimer 3: It is rated M due to the abuse mentioned

Disclaimer 4: If you recognize it, I do not own it.

Harry Potter was shaking slightly as he made his way to Gringotts with Sirius who had a grip on his shoulder. He had set up the meeting room and snuck Harry out of the Dursleys so they were guaranteed to attend. It took a lot of planning and Harry had known it was coming for a long time. Still, Harry wasn't sure this was a good idea. He was under glamours that prevented anyone from seeing he was Harry Potter but they still were very careful to ensure they were not followed.

Despite having known this was coming, Harry wasn't sure if he could go through with it. "I don't know if I can do this," he whispered shaking slightly. "Sirius, they'll kill me." He had never been so scared before. Not even when he faced Voldemort.

"They'd need to go through me first puppy," Sirius said gently. He would do anything to protect the young boy. "You need this, it's your best chance pup."

"What if...what if I don't have anyone," Harry questioned. This was all dependent on him having other family but what if he really was alone in the world? "What if I was just some orphan or something...some...child of some whore who..."

"Take everything they said out of your head, this is the first step to protecting you, Harry. Will you trust me?"

He nodded as they entered the room. Sirius was likely the only person in the world he trusted. He wanted this but he was terrified. He went into the meeting room with him sitting down. Sirius spoke to him quietly as they waited for their other guests to arrive. One of those being Amelia Bones who was shocked to get the summons. Still, she felt he was owed it since he had been unjustly placed in Azkaban. It was only Harry bringing back the rat during the tournament that had that truth come to light. "Sirius Black, may I ask why we are here and the need for Gringotts," Amelia Bones demanded. It was fairly neutral territory and it could have been because he did not trust the ministry but Amelia had once known the man well. She had a feeling it would be something more troublesome.

"I need glamour charms removed from this child here," he stated remaining calm even as Harry shook beside him. "They are too strong for me to break. It's possible its blood linked. I also wish to potentially report the murder of a child and the kidnapping of another."

This had everyone silent, even goblins did not take well to children being harmed. It was the greatest crime in their world. "Lord Black..." Amelia said confused. What exactly was he saying? She did not recognize the child beside him though she could see he looked terrifying. Had Azkaban addled the man's brain or was this reporting of a crime real?

"Amy, I asked you here not anyone else, least you could call me Sirius."

If what he was saying was true, she had no time for pleasantries. "Sirius, what child do you claim is murdered, and what child was kidnapped?"

He released his glamours on Harry revealing him to be the boy who lived, "My godson Harry James Potter as the child who was murdered, and this child who was sent to replace him."

Once again, the room was silent, "Explain now," Amelia growled. He could not be serious about this but even he wasn't foolish enough to prank them like this.

"I know my godson, every freckle, every mark, the color of his eyes, down to the specks of yellow hidden in the green," Sirius said bluntly. "I loved him like my own son. From the moment he was born. This is not the child I held in my arms."
Amelia did not think what he was saying was possible. He was the boy who lived after all. "Sirius, you spent years in Azkaban your minds not completely stable. This isn't possible."

"He has a birthmark on his shoulder," Sirius said. He knew how messed up from Azkaban he was but that had nothing to do with the child beside him. He knew the truth and would not allow them to ignore it. Harry beside him did not argue which was probably what surprised them the most. "Trust me, I blamed Azkaban for me thinking that he wasn't who he was. "I thought it couldn't be possible. I've not had much time with him. Secretive meetings. Fast quick moments while I was on the run. He's not my godson. He's someone else's baby boy..."

"Har...do you mind if I call you Harry until this is settled," Amelia questioned. She would take this seriously because her job required it but it seemed extremely far fetched. But then again, not believing in the man had him falsely sentenced to prison.

Harry took a shaky breath, knowing that this was really happening now and there was no turning back. "Th-that's fine."

"Okay, Harry, how sane is Sirius Black."

Harry almost laughed at the question if it wasn't because of why she needed to ask that. "Five out of ten on a good day but not insane right now," Harry admitted. "I...I...bloody buggering hell."

"Language pup," Sirius warned gently.

"I..." he took a shaky breath. He could do this. He had to do this. "I don't know what is true and what is not," he admitted. "I...My..."

She could see how much he was struggling. She had him sit back down. "Take your time," she said gently.

"My first memory is crying for my dad," he admitted shakily. "And I remember being hit and someone saying that they were dead and that my name was Harry Potter now and if...if I every said my real name again he'd kill me." She could not stop the brief flash of surprise going over her features. "He said he would kill me, just like he killed Harry." Sirius flinched at the reminder. "But it is blurry, I was really young. I don't know how old I was. I asked once, where the real Harry was buried but they acted like I was insane."

"So you think that you are not truly Harry Potter?"

"I remember feeling someone carve a scar into my forehead saying that I now look like him. It was the only thing missing. I...I remember my dad...somewhat...or at least the person I called dad, He wasn't James Potter. I don't know much about how everything happened and I...I think I'm charmed not to say some things I do know."

If this was all true, it would be one of the largest crimes since the end of the war. She could hardly believe it was possible but she was not going to risk not being sure. "Okay, so we will get a curse breaker to break the charms, under full contract. We will then do a heritage potion or should there not be charms, we will put it off as a false memory."

Sirius wasn't going to accept that. He believed the boy before him and he believed that he knew his godson, despite the time passing enough to know he was gone. Sadly he had come to accept it. "He has a birthmark on his shoulder, Harry did not," Sirius said. "That is something I'd have remembered."

Amelia agreed but did not want to think of what that implied.

They brought in Bill Weasley who barely managed to stay professional as what was going on was described and Harry was laid out on a bed. "Hey kid, I know you don't know me well but everything is going to go good. I'm the best at this. Mom would have my arse if anything happened to her dark-haired boy. And that is not even imagining what the twins would do if I was going to hurt you."

Harry had to smile slightly at that before cringing, "This will change everything."

He looked at the frightened boy sympathetically. This was too much for any child and especially one he knew had gone through so much."All it will change is your name kiddo...and the way you look, that doesn't mean anything in the long run," Bill said running a scan taking a breath. He had scarcely believed it was possible but the proof was evident in his scans. It was near impossible to miss when looking for it. "There is an advanced blood glamour tied into the Potter family here."

Amelia Bones nodded. "Alright, are you able to remove it."

"Yes," Bill said. "Don't worry Harry, this will take a bit of time to set up. I just need you to stay still for me okay?"

He nodded laying still as he drew runes on both his palms and ankles before drawing more on his forehead. "Harry, this may hurt, okay, kid? But in the end, we will get to see the real you."

He never even made a sound as the glamours dropped.

Where the once green-eyed child laid, now was a blue-eyed light brown-haired child with too-pale skin, he had lost a good amount of size and looked sickly thin and pale, dark circles under his eyes, his hair grew out long, to his shoulders and he had scars down one side of his face, hidden slightly behind the hair.

Bill took a breath, the magic he used was strong. Sirius too took a breath as they helped Harry sit up. "Pup, you look quite handsome now," Sirius offered though he looked younger then fifteen if that was possible. He had appeared young before but without a doubt in his mind, he knew there was no possible way this child was fifteen years old. "I can tell you one thing, you won't be the Gryffindor golden boy anymore."

"Why," he choked out.

"Because your definitely a pureblood," Sirius said gently. "From the Knott family." Growing up pureblood, Sirius knew the family line traits. He was definitely a Knott. "Either a bastard in the line or..."

"Gabriel Knott," Amelia said without a doubt in her mind interrupting him. He had to be that child.

Sirius looked to her confused. As far as he knew, there was no Gabriel Knott from the mainline. Clearly, something had happened for her to know the name so quickly. "I don't know who that is."

"Tiberius Knott's youngest son was kidnapped when he was almost three years old," Amelia Bones said. "He had been in Saint Mungo's, dragon Flu. he was kidnapped from his bed. It was one of the largest manhunts the auror force went through following the fall of the Voldemort. They tore apart the wizarding world searching for him but no sign was ever found. As the family was supporters of the dark, there was not as big of a search effort by those in power but the Knotts, they never stopped looking, demanding answers, calling in favors to find him."

Harry had scarcely hoped that he actually had family looking for him. From what she was saying he was missed. "So you think I'm this missing boy?"

"He'd be thirteen now," She said. "A blood test would show his parentage easily enough."

"Knott...there's a Knott in my year at school," Harry said. "I don't know him very well, he is a Slytherin."

"Theodore Knott most likely," Sirius stated. "He was born at a similar time to my godson. The Knotts have Potter in their family, back a few generations, overlapped with Blacks...which would have been how the blood glamour was bound, changing and drawing out the features of our inheritance."

Harry realized something else in what she said that terrified him. "You said they were dark...like with Voldemort dark," Harry said shaking slightly. "I..." He could remember the experience in the graveyard all too well.

"Look at me," Sirius ordered and he looked up, "You are my pup whether or not your name is Potter or Knott, no one will hurt you ever again understand me? I've lost my Harry, I'm not losing you too...the Knotts are old family purebloods. One of the most important rules, you do not kill within a family. No matter how far the dark families fall, that rule is always upheld. Your father is Lord Tiberius Knott, your brother his heir, if they have any honor, dark sided or not, you will be safe. Your not Harry, son...your not the boy who lived. You're just you. An innocent child who has done nothing wrong. They have no reason to attack you okay pup. Ragnok, please administer the test though Amelia, I would summon the Knotts despite this, he is a Knott even if he is not the missing child. He needs...he is safer with the dark families."

She could not believe he was truly thinking that. He had been very anti-dark families during the war. "Sirius..."

"They will not leave him with muggles who killed my godson," Sirius growled angrily. "Who killed an innocent child. Do you not see the scars Amelia. Do you not see how small he is? Even if he is 13, not fifteen, children do not come this small unless there is a reason. He is not mixed blood...he's...'

"Severely malnourished," Bill said. "No magic in the majority of the scars which means they were caused by muggle means, and if what my brothers say is true, was treated not only as a house-elf but also as a prisoner." This got him surprised looks. He had not really taken the twins overly seriously but what they had said worried him. Now it worried him even more. However, my brothers are trouble makers who no one believes so nothing could be done. Harry, Gabriel...whatever your name is, Weasley's stand by there own, light or dark lad. The test is simple, Gringotts secrets but requires a small amount of your blood."

He nodded as they went to the room though Amelia did send a summons to the Knotts before they waited for the results.

While waiting, Bill spoke up, knowing the boy needed some comfort. "Did you know I worked for the Knotts," Bill said getting warning looks from the goblins present. You did not talk Gringotts business. Bill wasn't stupid, he knew what could be said and what couldn't.

Harry looked up surprised. "N-no."

"I cannot get you details, only that I was there for a few weeks doing work, they did not treat me like a blood traitor, the boy, your brother shown in these results, was a good kid, smart, interested in what we were doing, quiet. Nice overall. His parents, his papas a healer," another thought crossed his mind when he was reminded he was a muggle raised child. "Harry did you know its possible for two men to have children."

He eeped slightly, "that...what...no..."

"It is possible," Bill said gently. "The Knotts are all male. Tiberius and Emilio, both are purebloods. It is very easily done. It is potion oriented. Very possible...common too but two men can get married and have children. Harry, they seem like very nice people to me."

Harry was slightly relieved at that. Most Slytherin purebloods did not like the Weasley's so maybe they were different. "Do...do you think they'd want me."

"More than anything, who wouldn't," Bill returned. "Hell, my mom practically adopted you. You have got Sirius Black here calling you puppy, you've enchanted all my siblings, I think they will love you. If they don't, we will hex them black and blue, you will go live with Sirius who clearly cares about you and we move on from there."

"It's never that easy."

"Sirius Black is one of the richest people in the wizarding world if he wants it to it goes that way," Bill said. Dark doesn't mean evil...I have an uncle who supported Voldemort. Even if we are all light. Before he went nutters that is, and started targeting an innocent kid, he had goals that purebloods supported. It doesn't make him a bad person, no matter what people say. Not all death eaters or dark wizards are monsters.

Harry nodded relieved. "I...I'm kinda tired."

"The glamour was draining your magic," Bill said honestly surprised he was as coherent as he was. "You'll be tired for a while. Here are some potions that will help."

He took them after Sirius looked them over. "Good call on the calming potion," Sirius said as he rested on a chair as they waited.

"My scans weren't very descriptive, I was looking for magic but...he will need a healer very soon," Bill said. He had seen signs of long term problems that should have been picked up at Hogwarts. He was not treated kindly. "He's in pretty bad shape

"I'm aware, I've already done plenty of healing," Sirius said darkly.