Bobby Grimmjow - 3rd year Hufflepuff
Bobby Grimmjow was in n empty field with his dad. His luggage was sent ahead and now it was time for him to leave. A ripped, oil stained work glove was on the ground in front of them and Bobby starred at it regretfully. He looked down at his dad. "Do I have to go? What if they curse me as soon as I get there?" He asked in his rough, low voice.
Johnny: "Don't worry son. Nothing will happen to you. Lil will make sure of that. I know people have never been good to you but this is different. People will accept you. I just know it." He said patting Bobby on the arm above his elbow since he couldn't reach any higher.
Bobby: Bobby bent down and picked up his dad in a hug, his feet completely off the ground. "Ok, bye dad. See you at Christmas." He said and put him back down. With a wave, he put his hand on the glove and felt a tug behind his navel and showed up at the big gates of Hogwarts.
((It's tough when your mum abandons you when you're a baby. But what can you do when she's a Giant and you're too small? Picture at 8 years old --> wink )