"And he's kept it quiet." His mind was spinning. Nott was an old bugger who could be doing it to keep the family name or as blackmail. Either was an option.
"Fuck, Severus, the school quill has him as a Malfoy. He's eleven, older than Draco." He shook his head. This was a nightmare, the worst case scenario. "If the quill knows, it's only a matter of time before it comes out and that if Nott isn't planning on blackmailing me to get the Malfoy inheritance." No, Lucius couldn't do that to Narcissa and Draco. He'd have to get in front of this.
"All right, I guess it's time for me to meet my firstborn." He'd never get used to that.