Er--hello?

[The video clicks on to a young woman in her late teens, with very red hair and very green eyes and a very British sort of accent, clearing her throat with all that nervousness of public speaking. Working the device was fairly easy, after looking over all the buttons and poking around a bit. Lucky she'd been raised in a Muggle household--she wonders how some of her friends would manage it without their wands, and a smile twitches oddly at her mouth.]

Right, so I'm apparently a fictional character. I asked if I could read some proof - you know, a book or something - but those doctors, they just shook their heads and sent me off. What's the use in being literary if you can't read the ending? It's all a bit too surreal. I suppose then I'm rather hoping some of my mates might be watching, or someone who would know anything about them.

James, if you're wandering around somewhere, pick up, yeah? Same for the rest of you--be nice to see a familiar face in a mad situation.