Harry groaned at the pain lancing through his body, but laughed through it —he couldn't let them know he was in pain yet; not right now when everything could be okay for a fraction of a moment— holding Regulus so tightly it had to hurt. "It's okay," he said again, squeezing him even tighter at the feeling of tears on his neck. And then, quiet enough for only Regulus to hear, because he needed it right now, Harry knew. "You could never hurt me, Papa. Intentionally or not. Dark wizard or not. Mistakes or not. I love you now, I've loved you always, and I will love you always." 