AN: This is an AU I made so I made a few changes. I changed the timeline Harry Potter and the order of the Phoenix takes place in 2014 and season 1 of the umbrella academy takes place in 2013 but all the umbrellas were 23 so they were still born on the same year. And Harry was born in 1999 and the second wizarding war ended in 2000. A major change I made was that wizards and witches can't see ghost. Also Regulus was a girl but I'm not going to change the name. She also died in the year 1989. This Chapter also has a lot of book dialogue.

It seemed that Kreacher did not dare disobey a direct order nevertheless l, the look he gave Sirius as he shuffled out past him was redolent of the deepest loathing and he muttered all along the way out of the room.

"-comes back from Azkaban ordering pepole around, oh my poor mistress, what would she say if she saw what the house was like now, scum living in it, her treasures thrown out, she swore he was no son of hers and he's back know and they say he's a murder too-"

"Keep muttering and I will be a murder!" Said Sirius irritability, and then he slammed the door and the old house elf.

"Sirius he's not right in the head" Said Hermione pleadingly, "I don't think he realizes we can hear him."

"He's been alone too long," said Sirius, "taking mad orders from my mothers portrait and talking to himself, but he was always a foul litter shit."

"If you just set him free," Hermione said hopefully, "maybe if you would-"

"We can't set him free, he knows too much about the order now," said Sirius curtly. "And anyway the shock would kill him, why don't you suggest he leaves this house and see how he takes it."

Sirius walked across the room, where the tapestry Kreacher had been trying to protect and cover hung the length of the wall. Harry and the others followed him. The tapestry looked immensely old, for it was faded and looked through doxies had gnawed it in a lot of places, nevertheless the golden thread with which it was embroidered still glinted brightly enough to show them a sprawling family tree dating back( as far as Harry could tell) to the Middle Ages. Large words at the very top of the tapestry read:

The Noble And Most Ancient House Of Black

"Toujours Pur"

"Your not on here!" Harry said, after scanning the bottom of the tree closely.

"I used to be there," said Sirius, pointing at a small round charred hole in the tapestry, rather like a cigarette burn. "My dear sweet old mother blasted me off after I ran away from home-Kreachers quite fond off muttering that story under his breath."

"You ran away from home?"

"When I was about sixteen," said Sirius. "I'd had enough."

"Where did you go?" Asked Harry, staring at him.

"Your dads place," Sirius said. "Your grandparents were really good about it they sort of adopted me as there second son. Yeah I camped out at your dads house during the school holidays, and then when I came of age at seventeen I got a decent place of my own, my Uncle Alphard had left me a decent amount of gold when he died- he's been wipped off here too, that is probably why- anyway, after that I looked after myself. I always knew that I was welcomed at Mr. and Ms. Potters house for lunch, though."

"But. . . . . why did you. . . . .?"

"Leave?" Sirius smiles bitterly and ran his hand through his long unkep hair. "Because I hated them the whole lot of them, my parents with there pure blood mania, convinced that to be a Black made you practically royal...my idiot sisters soft enough to believe them... that's her."

Sirius jabbed a finger at the very bottom of tree, at the name

Regulus Black

A date of death(some 20 years previously) followed a date of birth.

"She was younger than me," Sirius said, and a much better child and heir, as I was constantly remind."

"But she died?" Harry said.

"Yeah, said Sirius. "Stupid idiot... they say she joined the death eaters."

"Your kidding!"

"Come on Harry haven't you seen enough of this house to know what kind of wizards my family were." said Sirius testly.

"Were-were you're parents death eaters as well?"

"No, no, but believe me, they thought that Voldemort had the right idea, they were all for the purification of the wizarding race, getting rid of muggle borns, and having purebloods in charge of everything. They weren't alone either, there were quite a few people who thought that he had the right idea, before he started showing his true colors, they thought he had the right idea about that kind of thing. They got cold feet when he showed what he was willing and prepared to do to get power though.

But I bet that my parents thought that Regulus was a right little princess for joining up at first."

"Was she killed by an Auror?" Harry asked tentatively.

"Oh, no," said Sirius. No, she was killed by Voldemort. Or on his orders I doubt she was ever important enough to be killed by Voldemort in person. From what I heard after she died, she got in so far, panicked, I don't know about what probably what she was being asked to do or she was scared of going to Azkaban or being killed by an Auror, ether way she tried to back out. Well, you don't just hand in you resignation to Voldemort. It's a lifetime of service or death."

"What happened to her child, after she died?" Hermione asked nervously.

"What are you talking about Regulus did not have a kid?!" Sirius said.

"It's says she dose," Hermione said pointing to a branch that was coming from Regulus's. "See."

Sirius and Harry lean down and look, and sure enough there was a branch coming off of Regulus's and it said

Klaus-Black-Hargreevs