Daphne took in a deep breath. She wasn't going to give a simple yes or no answer, because neither of those responses would have been good enough. The problem was, though, that she didn't know how to properly articulate that one. "I know how horrible things would be now, if He had won the war," Daphne began quietly, "things would probably be horrible for me too, but my family would still be together. Wishing that my father wasn't who he was never occurred me. That would be the saner wish to have, I know. And if I had thought about what you said, that you would be dead now if You-Know-Who won the war... As much as I wish my father never went to prison, I wouldn't want it if it meant that I never got to have you."