"Gloves? What sort of luck is that? We were just talking about how convenient these would be," Aurelia exclaimed, her eyes wide with excitement.
"I know, right? It seems like my parents were already aware of my soul prospects and prepared these for me long ago," Sirius replied, looking at the gloves with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion.
The gloves were unlike anything he'd ever seen. The left glove looked almost normal, except for the lethal-looking blood red diamonds embedded where the knuckles should be. As for the right glove, they had the same design, with the blood red diamonds. Though there was a very noticeable difference, it was completely fingerless—a strange design choice. It was perfect for Sirius though.
With the fingerless glove, he wouldn't have to worry about taking it off in a fight or accidentally tearing through it, whenever his claws appeared. It was almost as if whoever made the gloves had anticipated his transformation.
