"Don't." This wasn't going to be something she could solve with a bat of her lashes. It was his choice and who was to say he wasn't happier this way, despite his boyhood beliefs? The division had always been his family, more than even the Order. And that was all he needed. "Just let it go, McKinnon."
Why did they always end up discussing emotions of one sort or another?
"Potter's not ignorant of the fact that his son is dangerous. Or, he'd better not be given I've warned him before," Alastor huffed. "A reminder or twelve might not hurt. The kid's not a full lost cause, though. He could be a decent Auror if he got his head out of this generation's clouds."