"Yes, they have him held somewhere; I'm not certain exactly where. Crouch likes to keep the location of his prisoners to himself. I might be able to mislead the Dark Lord into letting me interrogate him for some information, so that I can learn of his whereabouts, but it won’t happen overnight.”
He took a deep breath and gathered the courage to grab a lock of Lily’s fiery hair that was blowing in her eyes and tucked it behind her ear, He withdrew his hand quickly; he just wanted an excuse to touch her again, maybe for the last time. No, he didn’t want to think that way again, the tears would resurface, he couldn’t have that.
“If I do this for you, will you answer your journal, and try to trust the information I send your way?”