Harry buried his face in his father's shoulder and hugged him tight, closing his eyes.
When he could raise his face - and blink hard - he managed a little smile. "I wish I had. How did two tall people make a short kid? I don't get it."
He buried his face again. "I missed you too - I was so scared, Dad, so bloody scared. And no one knew anything and the Ministry are all idiots and ..." He trailed off and hugged James tighter.