"Lila," Lily repeats, until she pauses and sucks in a surprised breath. "Your name is Lily?"

Her name is Lily. This Lily huffs out a breath that's half-laugh and half-sob because she loves it, she loves Harry and she loves this Lila and she knows she'll never stop, but she also knows she's never going to have this, either.

She wants it. She can't and won't and doesn't want to give up the shop, but Merlin does she regret not having a family too. Instead of saying anything else right away first she draws the other young woman into a hug, pulling her tight against her. "I'm proud to share my name with you."