Once she had seen James out the door, Lily leaned against the door and ran her hands through her hair. This night had not gone exactly as she thought. She wasn't sure what to think about it all, it was even alot for her to take in but at the moment, she needed to tend to her son who was upstairs.
Pushing off the door, Lily went to the went dining room to retrieve the forgotten Chinese. She had spent money on it, someone was going to eat it. Taking two forks on her way, she went towards the stairs. She didn't know what she was going to say to him. she didn't know what he would say to her, if anything.
Coming to the door, she reached out and knocked. "Harry? Can I come in? I bring food. food I didn't cook."