Harry has never cried over anything.
Not when he was given impossible chores.
Not when he was locked in the dark.
Not when he was beaten by Dudley.
...
Harry has never cried for anyone.
He felt guilt for Cedric.
Rage for Sirius.
Loneliness for his parents.
All three for Dumbledore.
...
Harry has never cried.
He shouts in rage.
He screams in utter agony.
He laughs bitterly at lesser pain.
...
Harry doesn't cry now.
He doesn't grieve.
Not for Ron or Hermione or Hedwig or Snape. Not for Dean or Remus or George or Percy or Crabbe. Not for the ones he'll never know the names of.
He stares expressionless and with a complete lack of shock.
In a way, he always expected this.
...
He doesn't cry for them.
He doesn't cry for himself.
Was the crying beaten out of him or was it never there?
He's not sure.
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Harry has never cried.
He doesn't know how.