I sat beside Mum on the couch and put my arms around her and muttered all the crappy, stupid platitudes that adolescent boys come up with, how I would... be ‘the man of the house’, and look after her and Emma, as soon as I could I would get a job to help out with the money, how everything would be all right, and how we didn’t need Dad or anybody else, we three were good on our own. In reality I did actually take those promises seriously and things did work out OK for the most part over the next. We were over a desolate, treeless expanse of land.It wasn't long before we were given what amounted to breakfast – more fruits, nuts, raisins, crackers, and some bread that was very slightly stale. We were also given cold milk and an unfamiliar kind of fruit juice. I was so hungry at that point, I wasn't about to be picky. After I'd eaten my fill ("fill" might be an exaggeration here), I decided to visit the rest room, which required me to signal one of our captors as to my intent. The seat. Virginia Saprio-Hopkins was seated behind her desk when I entered."Please close the door and have a seat near the desk," she requested."Did you bring your lady friend with you?" she asked next."No. Leila is waiting in my office for me." We need to discuss the future of the Magic Department," she said coming right to the point. "I don't believe that Harry will be back here in any capacity. I don't believe that he could even teach freshmen now that he can no longer do Magic," she continued and. ‘It’s just a novel.’ At that moment, the receptionist told me that I could go in and see the publisher. My meeting was very successful. The publisher told me that they would publish my book. He even thought that there was a possibility that they could make some money out of it. I didn’t care about the money, I just wanted to be a published novelist. After my meeting ended, I was talking to the receptionist, giving her some extra details, when the blonde girl came back into the room. I could see.