Sirius wondered why Peter was so upset. But it seemed important, so he leaned forward and pressed against his arms. He hissed immediatly, jerking away as pain made itself known for the first time. He frowned, why did his arm hurt? He looked down but all he could see were black robes with something wet and dark dripping from the hem.
"Peter?" He looked up at his friend, confusion written all over his face. What was going on? He leaned forward again, know how important Peter said it was for him to keep the pressure on, but it hurt! He whimpered again, but didn't let go.