"What was that today? I just, I can’t wrap my head round it Mi. That was not the man I knew as my father. How could somebody change their fundamental beliefs so much? And why now? Why couldn’t it have been before the war, we could have been on the right side the whole time. Or why not before I started Hogwarts, we might have even been friends back then had it not been for his doing. Or why not when I was a little boy desperately seeking any form of love from the man who helped make me? You know when we left tonight, that was the first time I can recall him hugging me." The tears silently fall from his eyes, the revelations from their afternoon simply too much for him to hold in anymore. She pulls him into a loving embrace, his head on her chest, her hand gently stroking his hair. The calming beat of her heart soothes him as they simply sit wrapped around each other. 