"Oh, sweetie....!" Rhonda exclaimed, almost protestingly, as the boy began to cry -- or so it seemed to her at least... "I didn't mean to scare you; I'm so so sorry! Here, cm'ere....!" She grimaced in sympathy as she offered to pull him into an embrace, almost as if she knew that she'd made an error -- a critical one even! -- about the boy's true age; he surely wasn't even close to Hogwarts age, after all, to be crying like this...