Jamie could take a hint, even if some of the time he chose to pretend he couldn't. This time, he didn't mind. "Don't get too used to me fetching things for you," he warned her with a grin, patting her leg as he stood up to let himself out of the room.
Harry watched his son head out and then focused his attention back on Lily with a little nod. "Your mum's all right. We're all a bit shaken. Your uncle Ron took a bad hit to the shoulder, but he's going to be fine.
"You should probably get some more rest, too," he said gently as he smoothed a hand through her hair. It was pretty easy to see how tired she was.