Peter smiled more and handed the jar over to Sirius so the other boy could apply it to the other bruises. "Can it not, like, be mentioned to the other boys? I know its strange to others. I mean, it was strange to Muggles even." A fact he'd know from the endless teasing he'd endured. It was less here, but still present. At least he now had friends.

"Can I ask how you got the bruises?" He was curious, and if Sirius asked him about his hands, couldn't Peter ask about the bruises?