At the mention of his name, her son lost the little bit of composure he'd been holding on to. Tears rolled from his eyes and she was convinced he was about to burst into sobs. Stepping away from his concerned uncle, her son threw his arms around his mother. Hermione knew very little about comforting an upset child, but did what she could. Watching other women she knew with their children helped. Her son's entire body shook with the almost silent cries. She hated that he was so frightened. He was only a boy! In just a matter of moments, his entire world was turned upside down. Never once in his twelve years had he been faced with so much uncertainty, ripped from the only home he'd ever known. Unfortunately, she knew all too well what that felt like.