"If you’re doubting your choice this much, I think you know the answer," he said. "But no, it isn’t. I have no one else in my life. When I’ve got my days off and I’m not here I go to the Burrow. I go back to my old room, and I sit there and think of my family, who’re all gone. I don’t even dare think of starting my own. I’ve got all that damn gold in my vault and all this power and I’d trade it all in if it meant going back to the way things used to be. Before the war. Before that prick Malf---" he groaned a little in pain, staggering.