"It didn’t end well for me when we met in that Muggle coffee shop," Dolohov answered.  "I’m not about to push my luck."  Hermione nodded and, passing her wand to Harry, waited for the guard to remove Dolohov’s restraints and open the door, which he did, but the look on his face clearly said he didn’t like it.  The door clanged shut behind her and she sat on the floor across the narrow cell from him.  She watched him for a moment, but if he was curious as to why she was there he gave no indication.