«Andromeda. I am so sorry. I can't… I would never… I am not him." Harry stuttered. He wished he could sink deep below in the grounds. Harry's eyes darted everywhere except at the woman in front of him.
"Harry dear." Andromeda called calmly. "I am not angry, not hurt or even sad." Harry started to protest. "No Harry, not at all." She answered when he cast an unsure glans at her. "Look at me Harry. Please." She lifted his chin and to Harrys surprise, she smiled. "Actually, I have been waiting for this for a very long time, almost since he said his first words."
"But I am not…" Harry started once more, but Andromeda cut in before he could finish his sentence.
"No, you are not, and you are right, you will never be him either. However, you will be the closest thing he has. You should not be ashamed of that. And, who has said he can not has two fathers? You can be his dad and Remus can be his father. Problem solved."
