Lupin sighs shortly. "Hermione...maybe you're right. Maybe I’m still thinking of little prick in the infirmary for messing with Buckbeak, not the person he’s become. The young, honourable man he’s become." Hermione stares him down, and he wrings a hand over his face. "Look...just be careful, alright? He’s....he eats through people, I think. He hasn't been raised like us, not in the slightest. He’s like Sirius in that way."