He nodded. "Yeah. He's one of the reasons I took this job, actually," he said, brightening slightly. "We didn't see much of each other during the war. I had to make sure he didn't get himself into any more trouble," he added, with a faint smile.
He stared back before glancing off to the side. "I was attacked by a Death Eater while trying to protect my parents," he said, which was really just an edit of the truth. He didn't feel bad about telling these white lies anymore. He couldn't get through the day if he didn't. "It took me a few years to recover. By the time I was better, the war had started up."