"He's a pretty big bastard." Sirius could say that much. "Also a creep." Definitely a creep, which made him feel even worse about Remus being with said bastard. He followed behind Taliesin, but stopped when he heard the buzzing. He didn't think being attacked by bees would really help anyone.

He was also starting to fear that Taliesin wouldn't help anyone either. "They want to drink their blood. Blood slaves. That's what they said."

And he was here with this as his only hope. Fuck.