He didn’t sob loudly and his shoulders didn’t shake. He felt that he was simply too numb from the shock. The only way people could tell that Harry was feeling anything at all were the tears that poured freely from his eyes, down his cheeks and soaked into Hermione’s shoulder. He was certain that Ron and the others were all giving him weird looks, probably because they’d never seen him like this before. Harry didn’t even care at this point. They were alive and as long as that was the case, they could judge him as much as they wanted to.