She hated when he had a point. Sometimes the differences in their ages caused them to see the world just a little bit differently. He also had the unfortunate benefit of living for so long under the cruel and dehumanizing dementors. Those years in Azkaban changed him for good. In an effort to keep those he loved protected, he didn't always care about their feelings. Keeping them alive meant a sight more than worrying about whether or not he was being overbearing or dominating. It could be infuriating, but she understood and couldn't summon up even the tiniest bit of hatred or resentment for him for behaving as he did. Reality was far from a fairy tale.