His stomach had been in knots all day. He was nervous about meeting the famous Harry Potter... but more nervous to be meeting Lil's dad. It was so surreal to be here, doing this. Especially since Harry was younger than they were. Was he supposed to call him sir? It would seem quite odd.
He glanced over at Lily Luna as he held the door open for her. "Absolutely," he said, trying to maintain his calm. On the outside, he came across as cool and confident, but on the inside... he was squirming. And sweating. Mummy!
When they were in, he glanced around and spotted the young Harry Potter. It wasn't hard to do, seeing as how many fans were across the room, pointing and giggling. But Harry seemed to either be used to it, or impervious to it, for he seemed the epitome of good manners and grace. Wonderful. He had even more work to do to make himself look good. Placing his hand gently on the small of Lil's back, he guided her to the table where Harry sat.