"Some day, Faelan might count me as a loved one, but it was really Sirius that he loved. I-" Harry paused, thinking twice about his next statement, but determined not to hide the truth. "I think of him as a little brother, too, you know. We got off to a rocky start, so I don't expect much now. I had hoped-"
He gave a careless little shrug, as if the possibility of losing Faelan, too, didn't matter to him. "But you're here now. Faelan will probably turn to you soon."