"Colleagues?" She paused. "So like five years ago?" Her question and amusement that five years ago may seem like many years to someone stilled as Kastra continued.
"Oh. Yes. I remember now. That was during the Triwizard tournament. I knew the name sounded familiar." The memories of the tales stirred in her head. Everything unfolding itself in her mind's eyes. Barty Crouch Senior. There had been a Junior then. Yes, she remembered reading it in one of her history books. From the last war. Thoughts passed quickly and turned into more complex remembrances. Her face turned from amusement to confusion.
"Wait... I don't remember his son having a son. He was a deatheater right?" She had just reread one of her deatheater books she had gotten from the bookstore sometime ago- after she had run into that other girl who had been interested in the books. It had sparked her own curiosity. A sudden thought came into her mind. A crazy thought, but there had been newspaper articles on the dead... No. That's impossible.
"Didn't they both die? I don't remember a child ever being mentioned after Barty Crouch Jr."