John and Belle rose, John lightly brushing his son's hair before leading his wife out. She paused at the door, though, reaching out and grasping onto Professor Luthor's hand.
"I know," she said, voice an attempt at a quiet hush, "that my son is cursed. I have accepted this. Exorcism's nor prayer will help. It is..our punishment for my marrying into magic." Looking down at his hand, she said with a timid voice, "He is lost to the light. He will never fit in with those normal, not even of his own kind. I look at him sometimes and wonder if he even has a soul. But it must be there beneath the demon in him. But he is safer where it is darker, for it is what he is, a Dark Creature, right?" She looked up to him. "So all I ask is that I know your kind have strange methods of payment. Especially from your rumors. So i request that you be...gentle...for he is a virgin."
Remus nearly dropped his teacup. Mr. Lupin stared in shock at his wife, then pulled out his flask, downing a large gulp.
"Honey...come on. Let's leave the poor potion's master alone," John pleaded. Remus squeezed his eyes shut and covered his face in horror.