Peter swallowed as the orange hit the ground. He eyed Emmeline just as carefully as she looked at him, as she led him further into the store. His wand was tucked into his inner pocket - if it came to a fight, he wasn't sure he could take her. Sirius, mad with grief and anger was one thing, but a seasoned Auror? Even Evan hadn't been able to take down Moody, and the man had a wooden leg. "Where are we going?" he asked cautiously after a moment.