"Yep, he used to call teachers by their first name, and just saying, he was a kiss ass" Harry laughed."Oh! Has he told you about his time at Hogwarts?" Hermione questioned excitably, despite loving their Uncle Severus, their Father had been taught by the legend, Horace Slughorn himself."Oh yeah, can't believe that Dumbledore is still alive, I mean he was old when Father was a student" Harry chortled."Wait, isn't your Dad French? Wouldn't he of gone to Beauxbatons?" George asked curiously and slightly lost."Your Father isn't that old" Fred said at the same time, Harry looked at them carefully before coming to a decision."It isn't my Father Dion’s, it's my birth Father’s, he died when I was little, and was in his late 50’s I think" Harry told them honestly, or at least as honestly as he was willing at this stage, he knew he would eventually tell Fred and by extension George and maybe Lee, the full truth but he just wasn't sure they were ready for the full truth just yet.