"I don't know," Remus said, thinking of the consequences. "I don't know."
He felt rather certain that a child with no father would be better off than a child with a werewolf for a father, if only because people would assume his or her father was normal. Normal. And that would only be if the child took after Dora. God, he hoped it did, and another part of him broke, just thinking of it; that there would be someone as lovely and beautiful as her coming into the world.
"Don't you see?" he asked, unable to understand how she was still pushing the issue, "It doesn't matter who's good-hearted! People who matter are on the Governing Board of Hogwarts! They hire employees! The only reason I was able to attend Hogwarts was Dumbledore, and he's dead! He was the only reason I had a steady job for a year! Dora, don't you see? Can't you see? The world is not run by good-hearted people. Even your parents - your parents didn't want you to marry me. What will they think?"
He wasn't sure he'd ever felt so conflicted before; he simply asn't able to see her pregnancy as a blessing. Her hands were warm against his, and yet he ignored them, stiff and unwilling.
"Don't," he said, when she tried to kiss him. He couldn't do it. He was so starved for love, but he didn't deserve it from her, not when he'd burdened her. "I can't. I'm going to make things worse. I'm--you shouldn't be with me."