"I knew there was something amiss, for years. Since Regulus actually, much like you did." He ran his fingers through his hair. "I thought it had tipped him, perhaps. It broke him, reading that paper. He didn’t let anyone near him for weeks, not even James could console him." A tear rolled down his cheek. "I thought that was it for him. In that moment, and the ones that came after, I no longer recognised him. Then Halloween. It made sense, I suppose. All the lies and the hiding, it all fell into place. It seems you have always had more faith in him than I have." 