Struggle was the operative word here, because Emma had come into his room with a pan full of very cold water and was taking great joy in splashing it ...n critical areas of his body as he slept. Of course, when she aimed for the most critical part, he was awake and up, well tangled up in wet sheets, but up anyway, and flailing at Emma to capture the water."Get up, Sleepyhead," she said. "It's the middle of the afternoon and we've got things to talk about." She could have helped him unwind from. Although we rarely fought about chores, we both were extremely competitive when it came to games.One day after school, Karen and I sat down on the living room floor to play one of our usual board games. We were still in our school uniforms and were pretty worked up about the game. When I moved my game piece to a point scoring spot on the board, I made sure to antagonize my sister.Just as I reached for the fake game cash to collect, Karen snatched the cash away and refused to give me my. I’m from Denver and traveled here with Mrs. Hanson. It’s a vacation, her kids wanted to see the ocean.’ ‘Is this her car?’ ‘Yes, sir, it is. Mine is over there on the street.’ He turned to look but didn’t say anything. Claire had returned with her purse and extracted her driver’s license. ‘Ma’am, there’s a bulletin out on this car.’ He points to her suburban. ‘I’ve been instructed, to identify you and give you this?’ He’d reached into his folder and removed an envelope, sealed and with her. McGonnigal leaped up, her wand at the ready. Before her was an enormous patronus, one of the biggest she had ever seen, a bull moose with wide, spreading antlers. It towered over everyone."What was that?" said McGonnigal, horrified and hoping she has misheard Imogen's patronus."I'm in the company of centaurs, and they will be bringing me back. There is nothing you need do for me, and I expect to be home soon." With these words, the silvery patronus shimmered and then lost its form, leaving only.