"I don't think you were trying to get hurt," Sirius insists at the pierce of Kieren's glare. "But what if you'd not been able to calm it? What if it'd been more than a wild animal? There are other magical creatures about in this place, Kieren. Ones I can't always protect you from."
The idea that, after everything, the same thing that happened to Remus could happen to Kieren has him suddenly terrified. By the time they'd all met him, Remus had had years to grow accustomed to his condition and still it ripped him to pieces every month. And every single time, it tore Sirius into knots, watching helplessly as his best friend screamed in pain and lost nearly every shred of his humanity.
No. He'd not see that or anything worse happen to Kieren.
"There are spells I can cast," he says then, his voice sharper now, brooking no argument. "I'll enchant an object you can carry with you. I know there's something that can be done."
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The idea that, after everything, the same thing that happened to Remus could happen to Kieren has him suddenly terrified. By the time they'd all met him, Remus had had years to grow accustomed to his condition and still it ripped him to pieces every month. And every single time, it tore Sirius into knots, watching helplessly as his best friend screamed in pain and lost nearly every shred of his humanity.
No. He'd not see that or anything worse happen to Kieren.
"There are spells I can cast," he says then, his voice sharper now, brooking no argument. "I'll enchant an object you can carry with you. I know there's something that can be done."