"It is uncanny," he admitted. as he took a sit and waited for the boy to do as well. "If Severus hadn't told me, I still would have seen it. You look like Draco as well." He listened to the explanation and nodded, although internally he was laughing. Not cause problems, too late for that.
"You did the right thing and you're not a problem. You're my son." Lucius might not have wanted him, or even known about him, but this boy was his son and Lucius was not one to turn his back on his blood, and Belinda was a pureblood, even if she had married a Weasley. This could be savaged as long as he played it smart.
"You'll stay here for now. Severus is a good friend and he can keep an eye on you for now. I'll speak with Narcissa, that's my wife. We'll have you over the house to meet Draco as well. I know first years aren't supposed to leave, but these are strange circumstances." He looked at the boy wondering what Nott had told him and how he was treating him. He remembered all too well how he had treated Belinda. Lucius would kill anyone treating his family like he had treated Belinda. "How do you like living with your uncle?"