Harry hurries to the note. He hasn't seen Sirius very much here but that doesn't mean he's still not distressed by this news. He goes to try to find Armand.
Hopefully, Harry comes looking after the icky few hours where Armand was trying to clean up the blood. Assuming that, he can be found in one of those neatly labelled Mansion rooms. Just knock. He and Chris's room is there now, though the inside is just as it was at Feanor's. Armand went to bed very late so he's likely tired.
Only half-dressed (meaning not wearing a coat), Armand answers, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Harry, iu something wrong?" He's confused since he didn't know who Sirius was, much less that they had a connection.
Armand nods to the second question while answering the first. "No, not really." He glances back inside and closes the door. Even in the hallway, he keeps his voice low. "I did." He bites his lip. "Did you know him?"
"It was Prince Paul, and he's dead. I know a little because I was there when Paul made various threats to pile up bodies. The... crime scene was signed 'For the Warlord Prince' and that must have been for Prince Daemon Sadi who is the one the bodies were meant for. I'm sorry your godfather got involved. I don't think Paul cared who he killed. He maimed a young girl too." He realizes he's babbling and shuts up.
"I apologize. I am tired." He's trying to avoid saying just how upset he was being the one to clean up the blood, etc. It took hours, and he doesn't know that the Mansion would have cleaned itself up on its own. And he feels guilty as he was pretty much the first person who tried to disarm Prince Paul. It's just that Daemon was better at it. And the original list of intended victims included himself. See how much he's not saying?
"We should go downstairs for some tea. And you can tell me something about your godfather. I would assume he'll be back. I hope so anyway."
"I.. Yeah. People do come back here," he says quietly, glad for that, which is why he wasn't as upset as he could be - he had remembered, just the initial shock of the note was worrying. "Tea would be nice."
Armand nods, and plays the host to lead them down to the kitchen where he puts on a kettle. "I am sorry you found out from just a note. I had no other way to contact loved ones since I didn't know who he was."
"That's what the notes in his pockets said." Armand blushes at having to admit he went through the dead man's pockets, but he was only trying to identify him. "Your father and his friend mentioned his real name last night."
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"We should go downstairs for some tea. And you can tell me something about your godfather. I would assume he'll be back. I hope so anyway."
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