"Can't we put some sort of spell on you that we'd recognize if it weren't there?" Dominique frowned as she set off a few eagle shaped fireworks. "I'll think on a way to tell the two of you apart." It had to be possible. "There's nothing different about you? You've got an evil twin?"
Dom rolled her eyes at Sirius, good heartedly. He was such a Gryffindor, it was endearing. She'd tell him she could take care of herself but it wouldn't do anything. "I'd be okay with that, then. As long as we're cautious."