"Very little," he replied. "Only rumours. Some say he’s travelling with Remus Lupin, others maintain he’s in hiding, rotating between various safehouses. The truth is probably neither." He bent to unlace his boots, shedding the layers of his exhausting day of deception. "Your Weasley is the same. Unharmed in St. Mungo’s. Likely leading a rebellion within the next day or so."