On the last week of the holidays Tomas called all of his friends to his house to tell them something very important.

It was only when they were all in the sitting room and had been drinking butterbeer and laughing for about a half an hour that he decided to tell them.

He cleared his throat to gain their attention and said, "Guys I have to tell you something really important and you can't tell anyone." "Understand?" He said looking around at all of them.

"Of course mate," Blaise said. "Is something wrong?" Tomas began to chew on his lip and Draco looked at him concerned.

"Tomas what's going on?" He said. Tomas took a deep breath to calm himself.

"I'm going to tell you," He said, "but you can't interrupt alright? Save your questions till the very end." His friends nodded in unison and he began his story.

"I always knew I was adopted but until last week I didn't know who my real parents were. Whenever I would ask who they were Father would just say, 'I'll tell you when your older.'

"It was the same thing with why I had to go to Beauxabatons instead of Hogwarts. All he would say was, 'Because its safer,' and he wouldn't explain what he meant.

"Well now I finally understand. Father explained everything to me when he told me I'd be going to Hogwarts.

"You see my real parents are Gabrielle Clark and Tom Riddle or as you better now him…Voldemort."

They all looked at him in shock but he had expected it.

"You see my mother knew Voldemort before he turned into who we know today. They were in the same house—Slytherin—and she became one of his few actual friends. They started going out in their sixth year and stayed together even out of school.

"But when Voldemort reached the peak of his power Mother was shocked by what he had become. He was no longer anything like the man she had once loved. She tried fleeing from him but he locked her up refusing to let her go.

"He did this not only because he loved her but because she was pregnant with his child.

"On the night that Voldemort was defeated by Harry Potter his fortress was stormed and my mother was found inside nearly ready to go into labor with me.

"They quickly rushed her to St. Mungo's where she gave birth to me but died in the process.

"Fearing what would happen if I got into Deatheater's hands Dumbledore took me from the hospital and gave me to Severus to look after.

"They've been trying to hide me from everyone for my whole life but now that Voldemort is back he's sending his Deatheater's out to look for me all over so there's no use hiding me anymore.

"So that's it."

He looked around at all of his friends how still had expressions of shock on their faces.

Blaise was the first to recover. "Wow," He said. "I'd never have thought that Voldemort even had kids."

"I know," Draco said. "It seems pretty impossible." He eyed Tomas and then grinned. "So I'm guessing you take after your mum then," He said, "because if you took after your father you'd look like some weird snake thing." Tomas grinned back but shook his head.

"Actually," He said, "the only feature of my mum's that I have are my eyes. The rests all my dad's." He laughed at their surprised looks. "Believe it or not Voldemort use to be quite a looker," He said, "before he went all snakelike."

"He should have stayed that way then," Pansy said. "He looks absolutely hideous now." Tomas nodded in agreement and looked over at Draco.

"Draco you realize that you can't tell Voldemort about who I am right?" He said. Draco nodded.

"Of course," He said. "I'd never betray you Tomas." Tomas was so relieved that he grinned like a madman and couldn't resist hugging Draco tightly.