Still reeling a little after catching up with James, Lily was slightly anxious about meeting Harry. There were so many questions and concerns going through her mind, but Lily already decided that she would let him control the flow of conversation. She worried that he would be angry with her, or even worse, that he would want nothing to do with her. Knowing her baby was a man now, one who had apparently gone through quite a lot... well, it was almost more than Lily could handle. She was, of course, elated that he wanted to meet with her, and that he took the first step and contacted her. That was very mature of him. It was everything she could do to not cry.
She felt slightly weird being back in the dorms. However James was comfortable, and his friends were here. Well, their friends, really. When she heard the knock on the door, she practically jumped up to answer the door. She smiled softly as she took in the sight of her son. He looked just as stunned as she felt, and it set her more at ease. "Hi," she responded, her voice thick with unshed emotion. "I... I don't know what to say. Of course you can hug me, love."