Teddy wrapped his arms around Harry, resting his forehead on Harry's shoulder. His godfather had been there for him all his life, even when he had his own problems. Words failed Teddy as the tears came, the tears he had been fighting off for days. He didn't like to be emotional, but there were times where it just became too much for Teddy to handle.
He knew that Harry was also dealing with Arthur's death, and here he was, comforting him. Teddy had always looked up to Harry, the man was the closest thing to a father he had ever had. Harry was the one he would run to when he was upset or angry, who would always take the time to listen and help Teddy out whenever he needed it. In Teddy's eyes, Harry was an amazing person.
"Thank you." he whispered into Harry's shoulder, the two words summing up everything he felt for the man.