"Not a peep," he told her softly and with another shrug.
He had been worried about the strange girl after Morag pointed out that the usual mop of blond hair was not spotted on the train when they left the Kings Cross. He had sent a few owls hoping to get hold of the girl, but nothing back. He was a little hopeful that she was sick but it seemed like there was nothing else to do but search for any sign offer.
"I was hoping to to find news on anyone, I'm getting to get a little nervous."