Harry smiled. "Good, then they're working like they're supposed to." He looked at her, and then at Dylan who was smiling at her too.
"You would have been found either way," he assured her. "If we had known about it, though I understand why my son didn't dare tell anyone." The someone else should have known better was unstated - by him, but instead ended up being muttered by Cass. Dylan shot him a glance that Harry was quite sure he wouldn't ever give him.
"He's right Dylan, so don't even look at him that way. You know he's right too or you'd argue back."
He looked back at Allison. "I wished I could say that I would have acted differently, but I don't think I would have when I was his age. Either way we're all glad that you're out of that place. Now we just need to find a way to keep Voldemort from coming back for you."
He bit his lip. "I'll see if I can't get you another room, closer to the healers' offices. There more more people who would see someone out of place, and if we can persuade the hospital to keep it a secret, we can at least make it harder for him to find you."