"Oh, don't fret," Kieren soothes as he leans over to seal his promise with a peck of a kiss to Sirius' cheek. "We won't let them outrule you, especially not when Padfoot's about. Mostly because only Ginger is staying. And maybe one of the kittens," he amends, because once they're all fluffy and dry, they really are sort of cute.

"You could name it?"