The tears that he was trying so hard to keep under control came rushing out in a torrent that took both of their breaths away. Hermione wasn't sure she'd ever seen him cry about anything. Not truly. And certainly not in great big sobs. Even the day he revealed to her what really happened when she fell down the stairs, he'd been able to compose himself somewhat. All she could do was sit up and hold her husband in her arms while he relived what was likely the worst moment of his entire life.