"He's ... it's hard for him." For a few minutes, the teenagers walked quietly side by side. Finally, the pureblood shared, "You know how my grandmother raised me with this larger-than-life image of my father. How good he was and how strong and skilled?" His friend nodded. "She did that to him as well. Only for him, it was his dad. Apparently, my grandfather was this great politician who amassed influence in the Wizengamot and generally pushed our family to the top of their social circle. Grandmother was appalled when dad wanted to become an Auror. But since he excelled at his job, she made peace with it. But now ..."