On June 26th, Sirius, with Justin in tow, had a run-in in Paris with one of the British wizards who'd gone along with Lucius Malfoy. After revealing to Sirius that he knew who Sirius was, he said he wanted to help him.
>>>'You can't help me here,' I said, 'and we're not talking about this with your boss only a few yards away.' I took a step back, keeping Justin behind me. The boy had his hand on my belt loops, by the way, and was shaking like a leaf.<<<
Dang, Justin. You toughened up. (Although, you know, maybe he wasn't shaking with fear but with the mental conflict between his impulse to do unspeakable things to this person threatening his mentor, and his personal moral code, which certainly didn't coutenance Dark Arts at that point in his life.)
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>>>'You can't help me here,' I said, 'and we're not talking about this with
your boss only a few yards away.' I took a step back, keeping Justin
behind me. The boy had his hand on my belt loops, by the way, and
was shaking like a leaf.<<<
Dang, Justin. You toughened up. (Although, you know, maybe he wasn't shaking with fear but with the mental conflict between his impulse to do unspeakable things to this person threatening his mentor, and his personal moral code, which certainly didn't coutenance Dark Arts at that point in his life.)