“I’m fine,” Stiles lied as he limped as fast as Derek was pulling him but it hurt a lot. He looked back at the stunned Peter and then back at Derek. “We should get an auror or tie him up or something. Get him back where he belongs.” Stiles had a feeling Derek wouldn’t really want to talk about it and it would blow up in the teen’s face but he needed to try. They had just faced down a Death Eater and lived.