Harry nodded, holding her as close as she'd let him. He didn't mind that she was clinging and he wasn't about to let go, not if she didn't want him to. She seemed to need him close at the moment and he wasn't about to argue with that.
He found himself grinning as he caught sight of the boy playing. He loved that kid like he was his own, always had.
"It's alright," he reassured her. "I'm not going anywhere."