"We do not," Ernie agreed. He went on to tell her about Lockewood and how that village overthrew Skeeter and what the Weasley twins accomplished and, finally, how he came to take part in the whole thing. "Sometimes I wrestle with my conscience," he confessed, "But so many people are happy here that I feel like I need to try to find a way so eventually there is a choice. Cold comfort for you, I am sure." He blushed and looked down into his cup. He hurt his own wife by helping to keep the place going. He looked up as another thought occurred. "Do you have a photograph? Of the baby? Draco found some of the children a while back, but..."