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Crying wasn't a weakness, Harry told himself as he ducked his head and surreptitiously wiped his eyes.
Draco said that showing your emotions was a strength.
Hermione had shown him research about how repressing your emotions led to more issues.
Ron had just clapped him on the back and said, "Don't worry about it, mate."
But as Harry stood in the corner of the hospital room, knees weak from adrenaline and the sprint up the stairs, he didn't feel strong.
The sight of Draco in the hospital bed made his heart clench.
The sight of Draco bending low over the newborn, pressing a kiss to his downy head, then raising his eyes to meet Harry's and saying, "Come meet our son," unleashed three decades of repressed tears.
As Harry clasped the man and child to his chest, he thought: I'll teach him it's okay to be weak sometimes.