"Oh, I'm doing the same. Lots of parties and social events. I accompany my mother to them, she needs someone capable of making the family look good. God knows my sisters can't manage it." He was the beloved only son and he was loving it. The girls meant nothing and he loved that too - he wanted to be the most important and he got it.

"Lots of fun! Oh, I love Christmas." And then he playfully slapped Barty on the arm and shoved him. Cause, you know, boys like to horseplay and jostle each other. It's normal. "Are you going to have a future at the Ministry? I would assume so. It's not for me, seems to... pedestrian, you know? It's very static and unadventurous."