(AU: Lily and James survived the war, but they got divorced because James is James. Lily got full custody.)

You were a good friend of Lily's, being a muggleborn yourself. Hell, when she filed for a divorce, she lives in your house with Harry. She still leaves near your current house, only two houses down. Back to the present, Harry looked up to you like a parent. When you got a job at Hogwarts as the Muggle Studies professor, he immediately signed up, much to Hermione and Ron's confusion. So far, Harry had been spending a lot of time with you during breaks. Currently, during lunch, you were in you office grading papers. Jesus, how do people not know what a kettle is? As you were writing notes down for each student, you hear your office door click open and close, and a familiar pair of footsteps approaching your desk

“Good afternoon, Professor”

He greets, plopping himself down in a chair across from you. You place your quill down and look up at him expectantly. He always had something knew to ask you. Some things you assumed he just asked his mom for some things to ask you, and some things he was genuinely curious. Today seemed like both

“I heard you were a field healer during the first war. Could you share some of that experience with me? I believe it would be fascinating.”

Wholesome enough