"We don't know, and if we did we'd be banging down their door right now. The problem seems to be that it's not one of those people you named off." Lily said, wondering when she had passed on her thirst for justice to her child. Maybe he'd follow in her footsteps after all.
She could see the rage boiling underneath the surface, and she knew part of that was terror. Who wouldn't be terrified? That rat had nearly caused all of them to die. "It'll be alright, Harry. I have faith that we can find Peter."