Sirius walked down the stairs, despite himself he was upset at what he discovered in his younger brother's room. He remembered when they were both younger before either of them had gone to Hogwarts, they had been best friends. They used to do everything together, play games, draw pictures, and other stuff like that. Sirius was the one that taught Regulus how to play gobstones. They used to play games all the time in each other's bedrooms and it made him really upset to see how his younger brother's room had basically become a shrine to Voldemort.

He did not really know what he expected, his brother had been all but confirmed to be a death eater so it made sense that his room would have information pertaining to Voldemort's first rise to power but he never thought that his brother would be so obvious about it. In fact Sirius could not help but hope that the rumors about Regulus were not true and that he was still morally similar to the boy that he had once known. But he knew that this hope was most likely illogical and that his brother had already gone too far to the dark side when he allegedly joined the death eaters or even supported Voldemort at all. Even still it was hard for him to separate the brother that he once knew, from who Regulus had become and who he supported.

Sirius shook his head, he was so focused on the past and old dreams that he did momentarily forget that he was in the present and the strangeness of the current situation. His brother was back from the dead, was soaking wet, covered in scratches and he did not look a day older than eighteen. This was fucking insane and he had now clue what to think. He continued to walk down the stairs deep in thought. Suddenly he felt an arm stick out in front of this made him stop suddenly, he went to instinctively reach for his wand when he realized that it was just Harry and he remembered that he did not have a wand anymore.

"What's happening, is someone hurt?" Harry asked him, sounding concerned. Sirius stood there for a second, he did not know what to say. Hell, no one in the order knew what was actually happening. So what the heck was he supposed to tell Harry? Eventually he settled on "No one is hurt. We will let you know what is going on when we get more information." Sirius new he sounded robotic as he said it and part of him was upset about keeping important information from his godson, but he also did not fully know what was going on himself and he knew that the rest of the order would most likely be upset if he told Harry anything before they knew what was going on or at the very least any information.

Harry looked upset about this information and then opened his mouth like he was about to say something, but before he could Sirius walked away continuing down the stairs to the main floor. When he got down there he went into the guest bedroom that Regulus had shown up in, but no one was in there so he went to the dining room which is where the rest of the order was. When he walked in they were all speaking in hushed voices trying to keep what they were saying from the children staying upstairs. Dumbledore then turned and addressed him saying "Ah, Sirius we were just discussing you brother. How is he adjusting?" Sirius was puzzled by this question, he said "I do not know, he has not woken up yet." Dumbledore nodded in an understanding way.

"Well as I was telling the rest of the order Severus and Minerva will arrive here in a few minutes, Severus says that he will bring several potions that could possibly help remedy Mr. Black. I was hoping that your brother would have awoken by now, although I do suppose that was wishful thinking on my part. But sadly we can not do anything until he wakes up." Dumbledore told him. Sirius sat down exhausted by the events of the past couple hours.

Harry sat on the bed in his guest bedroom in anger. Sirius would not tell him what was going on and he was so sick of being in the dark about things. Of course logically he knew that this was a different case then him being left in the dark about the order and how all his friends were staying here. In this specific case none of his friends knew what was happening and given the fact that the event had just occurred the adults probably did not know what was happening either. But it all felt the same to him. It also hurt him deeply that Sirius did not trust him enough to even give the little bit of information that they most likely knew. But he did not, and that really hurt him, it hurt him almost as much as Ron and Hermione not telling him the order of the phoenix.

Harry looked up when he heard Ron ask the people in the room "So what do you think is happening?"

"I do not know." Harry said, still sounding pissed.

"Well, let's look at what we know for a fact. We heard a thud and then the order went running towards where the sound came from. Then there was muffled talking, after that Sirius walked to the top floor with a wet body in his arms, then when he came back down no one was in his arms." Hermione said.

"And when he came back down he had blood on his shirt." Ginny added in.

They all sat there for a minute thinking about what could possibly have happened. Ron suggested they found a victim of the death eaters, Fred and George suggested that someone's long lost sibling or child showed up, and Hermione said that one of the Orders spy was found out so they fled to the base. No one's theory could really explain everything but most of them agreed that Rons was the most likely to be true. They also thought that the Twins were the least likely.

They were discussing this when they heard someone else enter the house.

Sirius looked up when Snape and McGonagall entered the dining room. He wrinkled his nose in disgust at the fact that Snape was in the order. He hated the fact that Dumbledore trusted the slimy git, but he could not deny his talent and if anyone had any chance of reviving his younger brother it was Snape.

Snape put the potions that he had brought on the table with a thud "Where is he?" he asked, trying to and falling to mask his concern and confusion. "He is in his bedroom." Dumbledore said. Snape rolled his eyes at this and gave an exasperated sigh. Picking up his potions he asked "And where is that." he asked sounding annoyed. Dumbledore motined to him so Sirius slowly got up to show him, upset that he was having to go do this. What he did not expect was the rest of the order to get up after him and then they followed them upstairs.