The Right Time
Chapter One
Kathren Wyllt flipped idly through the pages of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. The fifth book had come out two weeks ago and she had just now finished reading it. Sighing, she flipped again through the pages, reading hated bits and pieces of the book.
Harry moved a few steps closer, taking care to stop just short of the point at which Uncle Vernon's hands could resume their strangling…The dementor's icy fingers were closing on his throat-the high-pitched laughter was growing louder and louder, and a voice spoke in his head-"Bow to death, Harry.…It might even be painless.…I would not know….I have never died…"
"What have you done to my son?" he said in a menacing growl. "Nothing," said Harry, knowing perfectly well that Uncle Vernon wouldn't believe him… "SHUT UP!" roared Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia in unison… "You've got to be the only you-know-what for miles…you can get out of this house, boy…you're not bringing trouble down on us, if you're going the same way as your useless parents, I've had it! OUT!"
"It's not down to you to decide what's good for Harry!" said Mrs. Weasley sharply. Her normally kindly face looked dangerous. "You haven't forgotten what Dumbledore said, I suppose The bit about not telling Harry more that he needs to know….Dumbledore must have his reasons for not wanting Harry to know too much…The thing is, it's been rather difficult for you to look after him while you've been locked up in Azkaban, hasn't it?"
"Fuck it all!" She slammed the book shut with an irritated huff.
"What's got your knickers in a twist?" Her adoptive mother asked bluntly from the doorway.
Kathren sat up in her bed and turned to face her. "First of all, I'm not wearing any knickers. Secondly, I'm pissed off at this damn bullshit! Harry has a right to know what's going on when it involves him! Did you know Sirius dies at the end? That's just bullshit. He spends twelve years in the worst kind of living Hell, two years on the run, and one year confined to headquarters, and then he gets offed just like that! Then Harry has to deal with another death and a fucking bullshit prophecy that he should've been told about in his fucking first year! It's not fair!"
"I had a feeling you would be finishing the book today, so I bought you some cookie dough."
Kathren took the bowl and dug into it with delight. "Thanks, Sandra." Her brain caught up with her a few minutes later. "Wait a minute...You knew that the book would upset me? And you didn't tell me?"
"If I had told you that Sirius died in the end, would that have stopped you from reading it?" Sandra asked patiently as she stole a bite of Kathren's cookie dough.
"Well…No. I would've been angry at you for telling me. And then I would've read the book anyway to find out if it were true." Kathren admitted grudgingly. "But would it have killed Rowling to put a nice big character-death warning on the inside cover?"
