“Harry,” Sirius hissed, letting out a little breath. “Please! Just take this, please! It’ll numb the pain! You don’t need to feel any of this!”
Orion came back in then, still shirtless and looking worried. He moved to kneel next to Harry, petting his hair and then kissing his forehead. “Drink it, please,” he whispered, voice shaky at best. “Please, Harry. Hemingway and Nyx are coming, but you need to try and relax and let the pain ease out.”