Lily groaned. She might have been a young mother, but she had all those maternal instincts inside and she felt badly when he started begging her to understand. "Well, fine, then you are confused. Or something. It isn't possible that Harry's grown. Look at me! Do I look like I have an adult son?" She sighed, nearly collapsing on the ground. "There, that's better." She peered up at the man. "You do look like a Weasley," she added. "When did you get here?" She wiped her cheeks, acting like she had never cried at all.