I watched as Kira dissapeared out the door, her chair seemed to vanish with a small puff of smoke.
"Now, once you adopt Miss Potter-" Mc Gonagall started turning to the young couple, some adoption papers in her hands.
"No" I said, I had felt a burst of rebel inside me, it had come from my Malfoy blood. "My mother will adopt Stevie and B, Proffessor!" I claimed. I knew my mother would most probably say yes to it.
"I have already discussed this with both Hermione and Ronald, both offered to adopt them, but both do not have the room or economical-" She was cut off again.
"Then what about Mr. Lupin? or Mr. Longbottom? or-" Mc Gonagall gave me a stern look and I stopped talking.
"No one is able to adopt them, and Mr. Granger, if you raise your voice in my office again then I will have to ask you to sit outside! Do I make myself clear?" She gazed over me.
"Yes, sorry Proffessor" I muttered. Stevie gave me a desperate glance.