I couldn't help it. I'm just one of those people he was talking to.
I really can't change. I'm scared. I'll become pureblood traitor. Everything I know will be different. I'll have disgraced the family name and heritage. Father would not hesitate to deal with me and the possible causes. I will lose the life I know. I don't know if I can get a new one. More importantly, if I start to change, you might love me too. I'll have no excuses left for hiding my heart and not completing the metamorphosis. I just can't risk losing you. At least this way, should the day ever come that you are to be killed. I know I can do it, and you won't feel a thing.