"No," Harry snaps, his grip only tightening. "No, James. You are not broken. Do you hear me? There is nothing wrong with you, and if anybody thinks differently then that's their problem, not yours."

Harry is suddenly incredibly angry. At the world, even at James a little bit, for letting his surname get the better of him. Harry had tried very hard to give them a normal life, but he couldn't erase what he'd done, nor would he ever want to. It was just that where most people saw a hero who could do no wrong, Harry knew better. He'd thought he'd taught his children that much at least, if nothing else.

"I don't give a shit if people talk." He never had, although Ginny will certainly point out it'll make life more difficult for Al and Lily if anyone were to find out. "You're my son, there is nothing wrong with you, and you are free to date anyone you want, so long as the relationship is consensual." Which, God, he hopes it is. That's a conversation he really doesn't want to have.