So far, my days have consisted solely of attending meals under Blaise's supervision and then being escorted back to my sleeping quarters. It was pretty monotonous and I started doing various physical activities in my room to somehow pass the time. Still, I didn't complain once because that would have been more than ungrateful and stupid, especially after what Blaise told me about the Resistance's disgustingly harmonious, democratic decisions. Instead, I just enjoyed our little trips through headquarters, although no one but Blaise and Dennis Creevey ever spoke to me.