Emmy pointed further down the line of beds where another bed was partially shielded by screens. Not enough to hide the identity of the occupant however. Nor did it hide the fact that seventh year Julia Lestrange was still very much awake and listening in to their conversation with wide, frightened eyes. It didn't take a skilled interrogator like Hermione to know what Emmy spoke the truth. Whatever happened to their son, Rabastan's eldest daughter was behind it.