Why Don't You ever look into my eyes anymore you used to Maire you used to look into what seemed to be the crivices of my own soul", Surius looked just a bit dissapointed while grabbing Marie's shoulder to hold her back, "I have a solution. Your father could take care of her until the end of this year and we could keep her. Marie we could get married and live in a nice house and raise a family".

"You don't understand I can't", tears started to come down her cheeks, "Surius Black you are seventeen you are seventeen years old now i don't know if that has set in yet but you are. We can't raise her we don't have the money or the time", Marie cryed while trying to hide her tears from him.

"Maire we could do this, It's not like we can't we can overcome this please give it a chance", Surius was really trying to convince her to keep the girl. He couldn't give her up, she was a part of him no matter how he wanted to deny it she was a big part of him and he wasn't going to let her go.

"NO WE CAN'T", Her voice raised a notch while she headed for the closed door that led out towards the Gryffindor common room. "You can't and i can't you have to let that set into your childish head. She will go up for adoption this summer".

"I won't let that happen", Surius spat while putting his foot down to stop something for the first time in his seventeen years of life.

"You don't have a choice", Marie gave Surius a cold long stare while heading out towards the door to go give the child back to her father. It did pain Marie to give her up, don't think that she was a cruel woman because she wasn't. She really couldn't keep her there was no way that she could, nothing that she said or could do would make up for that. Marie and Surius haden't even given her a name, they didn't want that responsibilty her new family would figure that out when they had her.

Marie walked out of the common room and down the hall that led to the cast dormitory. Yes, there was a lot of people there looking at her as they did everynight while finishing their own assignments. Looking at Maire with the upmost suspision about what was the thing that she cardeled in her arm ever so dearly. Maire walked out of the dormitory while she could feel someone gaining on her, probably going to ask her what she was carring or what-not. For she was prepared she knew what to say and how to act, for she went through it everynight.

"Maire", called a familiar high-pitched voice from behind her. This person wasn't anyone that she be afraid of, it was a man that she could trust with her life.

"Remus".