What was it about Potter men sweeping her off her feet with their hugs? Lily couldn't help but laugh at having been hugged that tightly twice now. "Your father did the same thing when he saw me," she revealed, grinning up at Harry. He was a little taller than her, but a pinch shorter than James. She loved it.
"Harry... that's so sweet," she murmured as she reached up to let her hands rest on his cheeks for a moment. Lily could already feel the tears welling up in her eyes, fighting them back for the moment. "You can say whatever you like, and I'll answer and explain whatever you like."
Lily tugged him into the room so they could sit and talk. "I'm glad you had pictures, but I'm here now. And I promise you that no matter what, your father and I will support you in every way we can." She took a seat, patting the space next to her. "You could never make an arse of yourself with me."