The cheesiness is so reminiscent of James, that she's laughing and crying at the same time, throwing her arms back around him to hug him tight. If ever there were a question of whose son he is, that would surely have to explain it all.

"How?" she manages to croak. It's because of this boy--this beautiful boy telling her these things about her saving his life over and over, when she has no idea how she could have. She nearly chokes on her tears with the affection that threatens to knock her over. Pulling back again, Lily forces herself to calm down enough to hear the rest of this. "How on earth could it have? I didn't know any spells. I didn't even have my wand to--to protect you properly."