That evening they all packed up their clothes and things of importance and drove to the docks where a small boat was waiting for them; they took it to a run down, shabby cabin that sits on top of an island of rocks. By the time they arrived and got their bags inside, nightfall had come and was nearing midnight. The cabin has no private rooms, including a bathroom, so Petunia and Vernon took over the small loft for them to sleep in while their son slept on the couch in the "living room" and Harry and Solis lay on the floor in front of the bare fireplace. 