Kevin wished there was something he could do to make Colin and Dennis feel better about Rose and Justin. There had been something to be done about getting Hestia Jones back, but he knew what happened to Muggleborns: they went to Azkaban. From what he'd surmised, Hestia had been held at the Ministry. That was easier than Azkaban, wasn't it? And it had been dangerous, incredibly dangerous.
He didn't know what to say, so he kept singing. "He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp, or to have his eyes gouged out, and his elbows broken. To have his kneecaps split, and his body burned... away..." He trailed off, wondering if this was really the best song to sing when Colin was worrying about his friends. "Sorry," he said after a moment, the hand holding the pillow falling to his side. "Maybe a cup of tea instead?"