Harry looked up, grateful that Sirius had taken quick action that didn't seem to be hurting Faelan more. Spending the war with Hermione had made Harry more cautious, paranoid of doing more harm than good.
"Forget that. How did you get here," Harry asked, unsure why Faelan would risk the stairs with a head injury when there were healing potions stored downstairs as well. Didn't he know about them? Harry made a mental note to find out when Faelan was feeling better.