I will, then. Ask Sirius, I mean. Sometime when we're not having the day from hell up here. (Nothing dire, just a whole bunch of little things going wrong, and everyone's on edge and shouting at each other. I hate it when people are on edge and shouting at each other.)

And, yeah. Wouldn't have thought of it that way, but I guess that would be easier on you. Nobody playing Happy Families and expecting you to be sunshine and roses, yeah? Although, yeah, I'd've been disappointed to not get the dirt on Farty, too. You just know a bloke like that's got some really serious skeletons in his closet somewhere.

And -- look, I know it's not the same. Wouldn't try to even suggest it was. But you know my mum and dad think the world of you, right? If you ever need a direction to lean on, I know neither of them would think twice about it.