"I don’t know if I can do this, Remus. I don’t know if I’m ready to be a father. You and Hermione, you’re going to make excellent parents but what do I have to offer? I’m a werewolf, and a Death Eater, and I was a right fucking prat as a child, the Malfoy name is tarnished, my children are going to get spat on in the street. They don’t deserve it. Fuck, what was I thinking?" He buried his face in his hands, "I’m so sorry, Remus. You were both better off without me and I went and ruined it for you."