Harry looked around the large table. It was a sight no one would believe. Lucius was sitting at the head of the table with Draco and Narcissa on either side. He was sitting next to Draco and Regulus was sitting on his other side. Next to him was Sirius and next to him was Lupin. Across from him was Severus, and then the Weasleys. Bill, Charlie, Fred and George. It just didn't seem possible that all these people were in the same room, having a civilized conversation. He had even seen Lucius and Severus smile a couple times. He had decided right then, that the frying pan had killed him and he had woken up in an alternate universe. There was no other explanation. He let out a small giggle and all eyes turned to him. He blushed and bowed his head.

"What seems to be so funny Harry?" Draco asked with an amused smile on his face. He had a feeling what was going on. He had felt the other boy's confusion through their bond.

"All of us… sitting in one room… and not a single hex or curse has been cast." Harry said quietly. "This is all an Alternate Universe right? Aunt Petunia got me good with the frying pan and this is all like a dream right? I'm going to eventually wake up in my cupboard."

"No, son. This is all real. You are never going back to that place." Regulus said as he ran his hand through the boy's hair. Harry took a deep breath and nodded."

"And who says hexes haven't been thrown?" Fred said with a smirk.

"You forget we are still in the room, Harry." George said as he wiggled his eyebrows.

Severus groaned and started to cast a few spells on his food and drink. When nothing was found he went back to eating.

"No faith, Professor." Fred said in fake outrage. "We would never be so obvious!"

"Yeah, we would never be so obvious by putting things in the food." George said and sent Harry a wink. Harry blushed and quickly went back to his food.

"You both just remember, we are not in school." Severus growled at them. "There are no rules here against me retaliating."

Fred and George seemed to pale at that. Sirius on the other hand barked out a laugh. "Oh, this is going to be interesting."

"No! You are not allowed to gang up with those twins!" Severus demanded. "If I have found out you helped them in any shape or form, You will find yourself missing a very vital body part. And I am sure Lupin will not appreciate you missing it either!"

Sirius chuckled and wiggled his eyebrows at the Potions Master. "Who says I will be helping them?"

"Rule one of the Malfoy Manor…" Lucius said as he tried to hide a slight smirk. "The manor must stay in the same shape as you found it."

Fred and George exchanged a knowing look with Sirius. Coming to a silent agreement, and nodded. Everyone else groaned. Except for Lupin, who smirked mischievously at the twins. No one else seemed to notice the exchange.

"Once everyone is finished, shall we head into the library? I feel like that may be comfortable for all of us." Lucius asked as he looked around the room. Harry seemed to fidget nervously, while everyone else nodded in agreement. Slowly, one by one, they all got to their feet and headed to the room indicated. Harry found the most comfortable looking chair and cuddled himself into it. Not surprised when Draco squeezed himself onto the seat as well, or the fact Sirius took a seat at his feet. The Weasley's scattered themselves around the room, while the others sat in the unoccupied chairs.

"Harry, the first thing we need to ask is if you are ok with us sharing the results of your diagnostic scan with the others?" Severus asked calmly. Harry looked up nervously. "It is up to you Harry, But there will be no judgment from those in this room."

Harry bit his lip and hid his face in Draco's shoulder. When Draco wrapped a supporting arm around his shoulders, he nodded.

"The second thing we need for you to decide… is if you would like your other father to be here for this?" Severus said as he watched the boy carefully. Harry shot his head up and looked directly at Regulus, who was looking down at his hands.

"My other father is alive too?" Harry said with a tad bit of hope in his voice. Everyone except the Weasleys looked around the room nervously. Harry's shoulders slumped. "I'm not going to like who my other father is… am I?"

Regulus sighed and went to kneel in front of his son, pushing Sirius out of the way. "No, you won't. But I need you to know that not everything you have been told or have gone through has been him. You have been manipulated to believe certain things. But one thing you need to know is that he loves you. He never stopped looking for you. Even when I lost all hope of seeing you again. He never gave up. He tried so hard to keep my hopes up and pull me out of my depression. He will always love you, my son. Despite what you have been told."

Harry looked down at his hands and clenched his fists. "My father is Tom Riddle…. Isn't he?"

The room became deathly silent, as everyone awaited the boy's explosive anger to flare up. But instead he looked sadly up into his father's eyes. The boy's struggle flashed through those emerald green eyes of his and Regulus brought him into a tight hug. "He will not come around you, unless you are ok with it. I have already threatened him, if that makes you feel better."

"Destroyed half the manor. On the way to his office. Then threw some pretty nasty curses at him." Lucius said with a smirk. "Then stuck him to the floor when he tried to follow. He won't go against Regulus. He would rather not feel his wrath."

Severus cleared his throat. He stood up and handed Harry a piece of parchment. "This is your diagnostic results. I know you won't want to read it all. I'm sure it would bring back bad memories. The diagnostic scan starts with the most recent and goes till the very first. Take a look at the very last line."

Harry took a shuddering breath and began to read the last few lines entry:

Bond blocking potion

Magical signature suppressant potion

Small cut on right pointer finger

cicatrix factorem

Bewitched sleep charm

Removal of Umbilical cord.

Birth

Harry blinked at the parchment in confusion. "What is cicatrix factorem?"

The room went silent. He looked at his father whose face turned red in anger. Severus quickly put a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder and looked down at the frightened boy. "Cicatrix factorem is a dark scar curse. The curse causes a scar to appear on the body. And the caster can call upon it to cause severe pain."

Harry's hand immediately went to the dreaded lightning bolt scar on his forehead. He looked up at his potions professor in horror. Severus just nodded at the boy's conclusion. Harry handed the parchment over to his father, as his anger began to bubble.

"There is no killing curse on that parchment." Harry nearly growled. Multiple people in the room gasped. Harry looked up at Severus and the man almost flinched at the anger in those emerald eyes. "I want to meet him."

The room fell silent again. Regulus nodded and got to his feet. "I'll bring him."

He turned towards the fireplace and took a deep breath. He wasn't sure if he could confront the other man again. But Harry wanted him there. And to be honest, every one needed answers.

XOXOX

Tom Riddle sat in his large comfortable chair in his office. Sitting on his desk was a photo of Regulus and their son, a few weeks after he had been born. He ran a hand through his thick hair and growled. His husband was at the Malfoy Manor with their son. Their fourteen year old son that he had attempted to kill in a moment of stupidity. He wasn't even sure what had made him go after the Potters. He had learned his lesson with the Chamber of Secrets. He had locked the beast back up and never opened the chamber again. But that is all Dumbledore needed. It seemed the man's manipulations had started soon after that. One accident and he was forever labeled the Dark Lord. Well... he may have used that bad reputation to gain followers. His most loyal knew his real agenda. That is what mattered. He had no issues being the man behind the curtain in this war. Until that damned prophecy was made. It seemed to consume him. But once the attack on the Potters had been complete, a fog had been lifted. Like he had been under mind magic. At first he thought Severus had betrayed them. The man had loved Lily Potter like a sister. Even after the fall out, the man would have jumped at her every command. Things were just not adding up.

The fire flared to life and Regulus stepped through the floo. Tom looked up as his hopeful red eyes met the ice blues of his husband.

"He wants to meet you." Regulus said avoiding eye contact with him. If Tom hadn't already been sitting, he was sure he would have collapsed with relief. He hid his face in his hands and shook his head. Shoulders slumped in defeat.

"I have no right, Reggy." Tom replied. "Damn it all, I tried to kill him! I have no right to meet him."

Regulus went to his husband's side and brought his hands away from his face. With a shaky voice he said something that had Tom's head whirling. "There was no killing curse on his diagnostic, Tom. You didn't try to kill our son. We are trying to figure things out. But we need to know what happened that night… and our son should get to know this side of you. Not the bullshit Dumblefuck put into his head."

"There was no killing curse." Tom said in surprise. He then shook his head. "But I clearly remember casting that spell. How can thay be?"

Regulus leaned in and kissed Tom on the lips for the first time in over fourteen years. "I think you need to allow Severus to run a full diagnostic on you. And before you protest… It may help Harry open up more… his parchment… I don't think it will be much different than your own."

Tom's head shot up and his eyes flared a bright scarlet. "What did that man do to our son?"

Regulus's eyes seemed to flair with the same anger. "Enough to warrant his death. His painful, torturing, slow death. He has a price on his head after everyone at Malfoy Manor saw the parchment. He won't get out of this war unscathed."

Tom nodded and stood. He quickly ran a freshening charm over himself and attempted to put his hair into a respectable hair style. Regulus chuckled and took a hold of Tom's hand. He intertwined their fingers and smiled sweetly at his husband.

"He will not care what you look like Tom." Regulus assured him. He brought Tom's hand to his lips and placed a light kiss to their fingers. "He is actually pretty clingy at the moment from his bond being repressed for so long. He will want to be close to you."

Tom took a deep breath and allowed Regulus to guide him back into the floo. The first thing he noticed when he entered the library was how many people were in the room. He stiffened as all eyes turned to him. But the eyes he noticed the most were the big green ones. At once he went to the boy and dropped to his knees.

"Merlin, you are gorgeous. You look so much like Regulus. And those eyes. I never got to see Regulus's true eye color. I am so glad you got his eyes. They had been black like mine when you were born. But they start to lighten as you get older." Tom said as the boy stared at him in complete shock. He paled a bit as he looked Tom over.

"You look a lot like you did at sixteen. Diary you were an asshole by the way." Harry said and Tom cringed.

"I may have been a bit of a nïeve prat in my Hogwarts days. That damn diary was one of the biggest mistakes I had made. I must thank you for destroying it." Tom said as he reached out towards the boy but froze right before he touched him. "May I touch you? I don't want to make you uncomfortable, but I have been waiting fourteen years to have you in my arms again."

Tears filled the emerald green eyes as the boy flung himself into Tom Riddle's arms. Just like Regulus, he felt safe and protected by the man. All the animosity he had felt since he was eleven, was gone.

Everyone watched the scene between father and son in complete silence. And if they noticed the tears in Tom's eyes, it was a memory they would deny.

"Though this has been a lovely reunion… we do have a few matters to be settled." Severus drawled. Tom and Harry broke apart but Harry refused to leave the man's side. Tom smirked and led him to a couch. Bill and Lucius quickly got up to allow them to sit. Regulus quickly joined them. Harry squeezed between the two men as they showered him in attention. Tom was running a hand through the boy's thick hair as Regulus held the boy's hand and plucked the invisible lent off the boy's robes.

Severus cleared his throat and all three settled down. Severus just nodded. "The Bond needs to be satisfied. You three won't be able to be apart for a while. Right now though, I think it would be smart to start at the very beginning…"

"Tom needs a diagnostic." Regulus interrupted. "I think that may answer some questions. Things are still not adding up."

The room fell silent again. Tom had refused to have a diagnostic scan done for years. Hexing a few people who had suggested it.

Tom took a deep breath. "Regulus thinks it would be best. I have not seen Harry's scan… but I don't think our childhoods were that different."

The weight of those words set heavily in the room. Harry wiggled closer to Tom. He didn't like the fact the whole room knew about how he had been treated at the muggle's home, but knowing he wasn't the only one made it a bit better. Like he wasn't the only one. Severus nodded. He walked up to Tom and handed him Harry's parchment.

"I think you should read this while I do the scan." " Severus replied. Tom nodded as he started to read the parchment and Severus started to cast the diagnostic spells. The parchment was just about as long as Harry's which was worrying. Nothing was said in the room till Severus started to read the parchment. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He handed the parchment to Tom.

"Middle of the parchment." Severus slumped down in a chair as he tried to wrap his mind around what he had just read. Tom let out a growl.

"Are you telling me that Dumblefuck somehow got a compulsion potion into me?" Tom's red eyes flashed scarlet as he looked up at his friend. Severus nodded. "And by the looks of this, it hadn't been the first time. I knew it never made since on why I had gone after the Potters."

Severus flinched and Regulus smiled sadly over at him. "We can't blame you for telling him the prophecy. You didn't know he would become obsessed with it."

Severus paled. "I didn't bring you the prophecy. I didn't even know about it until after you had gone after them."

Tom sat forward in his seat. Harry instinctively moved away from him. Tom took a deep breath to try and calm his nerves. "You came to me a month before Harry was born. Told me that you overheard the prophecy as you waited for your interview as the potions teacher."

Severus shook his head. "I never had an interview. Dumbledore came to me and offered me the job shortly after I got my mastery. I sent a letter explaining I was going to be out of commission till I had gained the old man's trust. That I would contact you as soon as I knew I had done so."

Tom groaned. "Were you at my manor the night Harry was taken?"

Severus shook his head. "I didn't come back till I got the summons that everyone was to be questioned. I didn't understand why I had been summoned. Is that why you have lost trust in me? You thought I had been here?"

Regulus went pale. "Severus… you came to see Harry that night. You told us to go lay down because we both seemed tired."

"I couldn't have been there." Severus shook his head. "I was on a mission with Remus."

All eyes went to the werewolf. He looked about as pale as Regulus at that point. "Was that a few weeks before halloween?"

"Yes. Harry had been taken twelve days before Tom attacked the Potters." Regulus said as he held Harry close to him. Tom flinched at the accusing tone in his husband's voice.

"Dumbledore… he had asked me to keep Severus busy. He gave me a fake mission to see if he could be trusted. I was told to keep him busy till the end of that month." Remus said he then looked over to his boyfriend. "That was around the time you and James started to mistrust me. I never understood why you thought I had turned traitor when Dumbledore had known what I was doing. Severus left in the middle of the night halfway through our mission. We were in Ireland, keeping an eye on a group of Vampire and Werewolves. I stayed put till I got news of James and Lily being killed. I never told Dumbledore that Severus had left eleven days prior."

The room became silent again as they all started to realize what that meant.

"So who was the man pretending to be Severus?" Tom growled. "That would be the one who had taken my son."

Sirius cleared his throat. "If Severus was with Remus all that time… then whoever it was, was also in the order. Severus was at multiple order meetings during that time. It had to be someone who knew Severus well. Someone he may have trusted. Someone who was able to pull off his mannerisms. He even spoke of the Shrieking Shack incident. There were only… Oh for Merlin's sake. It was fucking James."

Remus gave his boyfriend a confused look. "What do you mean?"

Sirius ran a hand over his face. "There were only four people who knew about what I had done in fifth year. You, me, Severus and James. His exact words to me were, There is no Wolf to leash you this time Black. The only ones who knew what really happened that night were the four of us."

"Lilly knew too." Remus said as he started to turn green. "Sirius, I don't think it was James. Lilly was the only one who knew Severus. She would have been the only one who knew what he was like without his mask. Bloody hell, we had even teased her about it during School. She had the best Severus impressions. She could even copy his handwriting."

Sirius paled. "They had both gone into hiding at that point. Apparently she was pregnant and due around the time the prophecy was made. What happened the night you found them?"

Tom ran a hand over his face. "Most of that night there was a bit of a fog. I am not even sure how I found myself at the house. Only that the rat was standing next to me and sniffling. I walked into the house. James was standing in the living room like he had been waiting for me. I sent a stunner at him. It was strong enough to knock him into the wall. I then walked up the stairs because I heard a baby crying. Lilly wasn't in the room. I picked up the baby and ran a diagnostic. The boy was not my son. That thought angered me. When I turned, Lily was sitting in the rocking chair. She stood up. Told me she wouldn't allow me to kill the child, I raised my wand and said the killing curse. Then things went dark. The next thing I remember was waking up in bed. I didn't even realize the Potters were dead till the paper came. Or the fact that the world believed I had been defeated."

Severus shook his head. "What if the Potters aren't dead."

Everyone looked up at the man as if he had lost his mind. "Think about it. Did anyone actually see the bodies of Lily or James? I know Dumbledore refused to let me see Lilly. Said it was too upsetting. What if Harry had been taken originally to be a replacement for the Potter boy."

Bill cleared his throat. "I'm not so sure that the Potters had a child. The goblins let it slip that the Potters' wills had never been read back then. And had only been read recently. There was no mention of a child. And they left everything to Dumbledore. The money Harry is using is not what the Potters left him."

"I gave him a trust fund when I found out James was going to name me godfather. Are you telling me that they made up the whole pregnancy? That Lily was running around as Severus, and that the Potters may actually be alive. After all this time?" Sirius asked and once again the room became quiet.

"It got them out of Dumbeldore's clutches. I wouldn't exactly blame them if they faked their death." Harry said as he took in every word that had been spoken. "So if we start to put all the pieces together, Lily and James Potter went into hiding after they became pregnant. Lilly pretended to be Snape and kidnapped me. Father went to attack them but the whole thing was odd. Then I show up at Lilly's sister's doorstep in the middle of the night with a scar and the title as the boy who lived. Sirius gets thrown into Azkaban without a trial. Meaning I wouldn't have anywhere else to go. Why the hell would he want me to be raised by them. I told him they weren't nice. My first Hogwarts letter was addressed to the damn Cupboard under the stairs. This just sounds like one huge chess game. And we are all the pawns."

Tom sighed and brought his son into a side hug. "Not any longer. And I may have a suspicion on why we were allowed to be treated the way we were… Have any of you heard of an Obsurus?"