Harry nodded. "Obviously," he said, looking at Teddy. "He was as good as your grandfather too," he said. "He loved you enough for it." And that was it with Arthur, wasn't it? Blood didn't matter, he loved you regardless, and Teddy was family.
"It is hard," he admitted, and it didn't help that he was in part mourning the loss of his daughter as well. "We'll get through it though. You and Victoire will help each other."