Chapter 71: Root Of Lilly's trouble

Smiling through his slightly parched throat and his tears leaking through his face, Harry stutteringly said, "Mom, I'm crying."

Emma nodded and combed his bangs away from his face, and kissed his forehead, "Crying is fine. You just have to remember, your sister, our third family member, is still not yet with us. It's much better if we all cry together after we get her, right? I know we each have our doubts, inhibitions, and such to talk about. I don't even trust your Gift now, you know? It was probably the reason you went into a coma, right?"

"My gift? Heh, we will talk about that later; it's quite a huge laughable joke, Mom," pausing and trying to rub his tears away, only to get his hands smacked away by Emma. He continued, "I know Lilly's trouble comes first for now. But do you know what thought is currently running through my head?"

Rubbing his tears away with her wrist, Emma curiously asked, "What thought, dear?"