"Alright, I believe you." The smile on her face was so wide that it almost hurt her cheeks. "Your dad never took too kindly to being lied about. I'm sure that goes doubly when it comes to you. A bank holiday? Where magical folk willingly go into the Muggle world? That's going to make finding you a suitable gift hard, since I don't believe anything we buy or make could measure up to that." She nearly blushed again. "I know he needs his time with James just as much as I do. Although I will be laying down some ground rules."
Lily shook her head sadly at his words. "While I can understand why you feel the way you do towards him, people rarely deserve to die. With a few exceptions." Her sadness melted away at his question. "Both, actually. There are certain types of sushi I don't mind, but overall it's not really my cuppa. And I've always been more of a realist than your dad."
She nodded. "That's how I feel about the Marauders, mostly." She wasn't all that sure about Peter, now. "Everyone does stupid shit when they're younger, and often times they feel they have a strong reason to. What matters most is that when the chips were down and you needed him, he came through for you. As did his mother." She felt there was no reason to tell Harry that his fondness towards Draco already had her wanting to give the other young man a hug.
"You could have been angry at your dad and I," Lily pointed out. "And we wouldn't have blamed you if you were. However, you're not, and we have a lot to catch up on. Clearly."