Harry laughed. "I do have lovely eyes, but they are usually covered by my crazy hair anyway. The glasses were a big thing too. After I fixed my eyesight, I still wore glasses in public, because somehow people didn't recognize me when I took them off. That helped with undercover work. It was the Superman effect. It was insane," he said with a shake of his head.
"I think they are a special family. Even the Malfoys, for all they are purebloods and believe in all that bull, they always put Draco first and he them. Sirius' parents were just... well, nuts." He shook his head. "Of course not. I'm not really one for pranks. Never had the time. Do you remember the computers that they used to send people to the moon. They kept making them smaller and smaller. They are now this big," he said, gesturing the size of a laptop. "You can bring them everywhere and you can connect with everyone. Same with the phones. You post a picture or a video and the entire world can see it instantaneously. This is why it's so dangerous to go into the Muggle world. You get caught on camera doing magic and the entire world knows."
As much as he liked Sirius, he wasn't important in the rest that she was saying. "No don't think that. You protected me in the most brilliant of ways. Voldemort cast the killing curse on me. Your love worked as a shield. No one has every figured out how you did it, but you blocked an unblockable curse and kept me alive. That protection stayed with me for years. The bad part was that it was tied to your blood, so I was stuck with Aunt Petunia, but even after you died you still protected me." He sighed. "I'm not sure what happened there, but I want to find out, although this Peter can only guess since he arrived from before the betrayal. He might not even know for sure what happened." He snorted. "I saw what happened. I was in his head when he was training me. I also saw the happy memories he had of you. He still hates Dad, but we get along well enough."