𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 - Sirius Black

"No please!" Sirius clutched the bars of his cell. "Please what about Maeve, what about my daughter?" His voice was coarse from all his crying. "I didn't do this!" His ring had stopped glowing around Maeve's initial making him fear the worst. "Please Peter Pettigrew is out there he's got to them I know he has!"

The Minister of Magic glowered at the man locked in the cell. News had came in that morning about Maeve Black, found in her trashed living room. Murdered. "You will never see your wife again. But you could have guessed as much from that enchantment on your ring."

The woman moved closer. "And as for your daughter, she will never know of your existence, her life will not be shadowed by your darkness. You will never know her face. She will never know you as anything other than the man who took her mother away."