"And I actually rather feel the same. I think we were dealt a pretty crappy hand before, and I don't want that to colour things now. I... like having you around. And if that makes me a soppy bastard then so be it." he said with a smile. He sighed. 'I don't really care which of them it was now: I disliked both and their ideology on a lot of subjects immensely. However, I am horribly sorry that it did to us what it did. Brothers shouldn't be forced against one another, and I'm also sorry that I allowed it to happen." He admitted, glancing across at him again. "I am childish, but only with you. Actually, with a few people. Mostly with you." he said, giving him another small smile. "Actually, a good place to start. I certainly have a vested interest, after all." he said, thinking affectionately of Moony and all his concerns. "Normally when I say leave it with me, you absolutely shouldn't, but in the case of this perhaps you absolutely should."
"Perhaps. I suppose we will never know the specifics, but I'm not even sure I want to now." he admitted. He'd gone way beyond it mattering when she had blasted him off that bloody tapestry. "Well, best of luck, Reg. It doesn't matter a jot to me, their approval, I mean, but I know it does to you. And your happiness does matter to me."
He watched him move, noting the specifics of the position. "With someone else. With. If he was with anyone else, he'd be alright. A bit dull, I suppose but nothing offensive. But that's it - he seems a bit dull. And you're so intelligent and brilliant and insightful, and I just have this terrible feeling you'll marry him and be bored and then be trapped by the marriage and the pride behind it not dissolving." he explained, his mouth entirely running away with him now, worse apparently because he cared about this. "I don't want to see you unhappy because you've jumped in and you'll get bored later." he explained. "And I know it's really none of my business, but it is, because you're my brother and in case I wasn't clear, I care about you."