Harry and Hermione eventually settled on pulling Sirius aside after dinner was over and telling him what they had figured out about his sister and nephew. Dinner passed by very slowly, both Hermione and Harry barely talking unless they were spoken too. Harry tried to eat but everytime he was about to put food in his mouth he felt like he would not be able to keep it down. His stomach felt like it was filled with bouncing balls. He met Hermione's eyes and he knew that she felt the same.
He looked around the table and saw Sirius sitting next to Lupin, they were both laughing about something but Harry and Remus could tell that Sirius' heart was not really in it. He had his mind focused on something else, only Harry knew on what of course.
Sirius was still thinking about his younger sister and her child. Everything about this information shocked him, he still dose not know what to think about this whole thing. He really could not say that he had known his sister in fact by the time that Regulus had died Sirius had considered Lily more of a sister then Regulus and he barely even thought about his biological sister but form some reason he felt angry at whoever knocked his sister up, and he did not like the fact that after all of these years he still felt even a little protective over Regulus.
Hermione picked at her food, she tried to tell herself it was because she did not agree with Sirius employing a house elf and that was part of the reason. But there was another reason for this as well, she was nervous about telling Sirius about his nephew. She did not really know why this was. She liked Sirius, but they were no were near as close as Harry was to him. Of course telling someone that their nephew who they did not know about until two hours ago was part of a superhero group who was possibly doing drugs and that their long dead sister had became pregnant suddenly without having sex or being pregnat in the morning. This was going to be very hard to do.
When dinner was over some members of the order stayed in the dining room to help Mrs. Weasley cleaned up. But not Harry and Hermione, they did what they planned to do, they pulled Sirius aside and started to tell him about his nephew and sister. "We think we know who your nephew is." Hermione said. "Really, how do you know him?" Sirius asked confused. "Well we do not know him but we do know who he is. We are pretty sure that he is a member of a group The Umbrella Academy which is made up of what muggles call superheroes. They are called superheroes because they have special powers, but they are not witches and wizards because their powers are unique and have not shown up in magical folk, at least not yet. And another thing that is odd about this group is that their mothers were not pregnant long before they were born, in fact they were not pregnant until they gave birth." Hermione explained to him, they had decided that Hermione should have explained this to Sirius because she knew more about the academy than Harry did.
Sirius stood, taking all of this information about his sister and her child in. Whatever he expected the truth about his sister's child was, he did not expect this.
Klaus walked to his bedroom when he got there he shut the door, then he turned around and he saw his mom sitting on his bed. She asked him in her posh british accent how his day had been. He launched into a long explanation of the mission that they had today, it had been normal for him but really normal for anyone else. The Eiffel tower had come alive, and as odd as his family was even this event was odd to them. The mission had gone really well if you just looked at the outcome. No one had gotten hurt or died, and they had stopped the Eiffel tower. But he knew that no one in their family felt that way.
Sure they had stopped it but they did not stop whoever had made the tower come alive, hell they did not know how it even came alive. And the only reason that they had even stopped it was because Allison was a badass and she told the tower to go back to normal. If she did not think about doing that they most likely would have not stopped the tower and a lot of people would have died most likely including them. They had looked for the people who had made the Eiffel tower come alive but they could not find a single one of them, even their Father seemed to be confused, he did not even say that he was disappointed in them for not catching the culprit.
Their Father was rarely confused about anything or even if he was he never showed it. But he did show it today and that definitely made the Academy confused and concerned.
Besides that their day had been fairly normal, or at least normal for them. They had training in the morning, which Klaus and the rest of his family hated. Their Father had stopped looking at him in a mausoleum, he had thankfully given up thinking that would work. But now he was trying to get him to make the ghost corporal, which he was not succeeding at. This pissed his Father off, of course a lot of things pissed his father off and it had gotten to the point where Klaus and a lot of his siblings did not care about what their Father said. Or that is what they told themselves, the truth is that they did care about what their Father said, even though they did not like him.
Klaus normally did not discuss this with people, of course the only people he could talk to this about with is his siblings. But when they were allowed to talk to each other they did not want to discuss their Father. He did talk about this to his Mom about this, because Regulus could relate to this feeling. Regulus knew what it was like to both dislike your parents but still crave their approval. Even though this was something that her and her son could relate to, it was still a bad thing. She wished that Klaus and her could relate over something normal like favorite Quidditch teams.
This thought made her laugh internally, but then her mood worsened. She had yet to share any information about the magical world to her son. She did not really want to keep this large secret from him, but she did feel that this was for the best. Her son already had enough on his plate; he did not need to worry about magic. She had told him a very censored version of her life and family, she had kept the spirit of it the same but left out everything directly involving magic. She thinks that eventually she will tell him, but right now is not the correct time.