Silent shakes and sobs were released from him. Slowly, I rubbed his back. Consoling him. Occasionally, he would hiccup. There was a wetness on my shoulder, but that was easily ignored. Eventually, he let up and wiped his face. Allowing him to move, I gave him a gentle smile. A very small one appeared on his lips. He then turned towards the Headmaster. "He hated that orphanage. I remember from second year, that he had tried to request staying at the school year around."