Kieran nodded. His hands were steady, but all he could think was don't be Jude. If it was Jude, the scrutiny would be too much — it would be too risky to keep on sleeping with each other. The knowledge that Jude wanted him, loved him, would be torturous when they were not allowed to touch each other.

But he hadn't opened the paper yet. And there were worse options — Picardy, Maxime, even Lupin or Crouch may end up being disastrous for werewolves. He unfolded the paper, and felt a wash of relief at the headlines. Kieran scanned the content of the article before speaking.

"You came in second," he said, awestruck. He offered Jude the paper. "It's Dempsey."

Thank Merlin.