Harry needn't have worried about anything with Lily, she knew she would love him no matter how he acted, because of who he was. He was her father, and until Holly had come along, he had been her favourite person in the world. Now he was just her favourite male in the world, but still amazing to her all the same.
Awkward as he may have been, she couldn't help but hugging him when she reached him. She laughed at his concern for her health; she had a strong constitution and never got sick.
"I won't get sick, and I like the cold." She took a step back from him after a moment and looked him over with a critical eye. "Albus really does look just like you," she said, "and you look exactly like the pictures."