[Harry tenses, unused to being hugged by anyone, let alone his dad who is supposed to be dead. He wonders if this is some trick, if Voldemort's found a way to make him see things. Or maybe this is some extra school test, one he hasn't yet passed.

But after another moment, he decides he doesn't care. He returns the hug, clinging himself.]

Really? They always tell me I look like you.

[He glances up to look at James.] So if you're here and I come here does that mean I don't have to go back to the Durseleys this summer?