TBAY: Thestral and Dark Magic

[terryljames76]

No: HPFGUIDX 78476

--- In HPforGrownups at yahoogroups.com, "jwcpgh" <jwcpgh at y...> wrote:

> Laura took a deep breath and blurted, "Why did JKR cry when she 
wrote 
> the 'Sirius falls behind the veil' scene if she knew he wasn't 
really 
> dead?"  Marina and Abigail slowly lowered their glasses and looked 
at 
> each other.  "Maybe she was crying not for Sirius but for Harry and 
> what he was about to suffer,"  Abigail suggested.  "You know, 
Marina, 
> food sounded good a minute ago, but now...Thanks a lot, Laura.  Why 
> are you drinking a root beer float in a bar anyway?"


Laura ignored this dig at her chosen drink, and the arrival of their 
food, and leaned in closer to her two companions to hiss, "Look.  
That guy over there.  He's been watching you ever since you came in 
here."  

Marina and Abigail looked over furtively at the cloaked and hooded 
figure who sat at a dark table.  Only the sudden glow of coals in his 
pipe could be seen in the shadows.  "Hey," Marina whispered.  "Isn't 
that--"

Another figure leaned forward from the shadows of the far 
table.  "Well, it's been great, but you're in the wrong canon.  I 
think you'd better go now."  

The hooded figure stood up with a dramatic swirl of his cloak, 
briefly revealing a broken sword-hilt, and strode away as Terry 
approached the table where the three sat.  "How y'all doin'?" she 
greeted them.  "I couldn't help but overhear--"

This obvious transitional statement was interrupted by the arrival of 
a huge slobbering dog.  Barking excitedly, he seemed determined to 
lick Abigail to death.  

"I told you, Prank, get off!" she yelled, brushing futilely at the 
ever-growing collection of dog hair on her formerly smart little 
black dress.  Marina and Laura got George's attention and together, 
they managed to haul the enthusiastic dog away.  

When they turned their attention back to Terry, they found her 
sitting on top of the table.  

"How much butterbeer have you had, anyway?" Marina said suspiciously, 
remembering the time Terry had climbed up on the bar and tried to 
serenade the assembly.  

"None, honestly,"  Terry denied.  "I'm sticking to root beer from now 
on.  I'm just scared silly of dogs.  Fidophobia or something."

"Well, he's gone now, so come on down," Abigail urged.  

"No, that's OK."  Terry wrapped her arms tightly around her legs and 
shuddered.  "I'm fine right here, I'm actually kinda comfortable.  So 
anyway, about Sirius.  Marina's right, you know.  DENIALists don't 
believe that Sirius will come back from the dead; we just don't think 
he's dead.  Which is why I've asked Dobby to take down all that silly 
black crepe paper.  There's a massive party going on over there; we 
need decorations to match. Dobby thought black was appropriate, given 
the family name, but it's led to a lot of misunderstanding."   

She wiggled around on the table a bit and continued, "Laura, you've 
brought up a point many have raised.  Why did JKR say that she cried 
when she wrote that scene?  Now, here's the thought I had.  We know 
that the plots of the books are already thought out, and we know that 
at least the last sentence of the last book is written.  I think it's 
reasonable to assume that some parts of the other books are written.  
For example, if Dumbledore dies in Book 6, that part may already be 
written."

"OK, I follow you so far," Laura said doubtfully.  She looked 
dolefully at the remains of her float, which had landed on the floor 
in Terry's mad scramble.  Marina signaled for George to bring her 
another one.

"So, since everyone already knew there was going to be a death in 
Book 5, JKR may have seen this question as a perfect opportunity to 
mislead everyone."  Terry looked up apprehensively as a crowd of 
newcomers swept through the door and the sound of distant barking was 
heard.  "When she spoke about writing 'the death', she may have been 
speaking about someone else's entirely.  Someone who, on our radar, 
hasn't died yet."  

"But isn't there a quote from JKR which says-"

"Hey, I'm still pretty new around here," Terry interrupted.  "I'm not 
yet up to speed on all my interviews and quotes.  If you find a 
relevant quote, please owl me.  I'll be happy to refine my theory.  
But if it makes you feel better, I got this idea from something JKR 
already did."

"Huh?" Abigail, who had been perusing Marina's SAD DENIAL leaflet, 
looked up.  "Where did she claim somebody was dead who wasn't?"

Ignoring Marina's cough of "Peter!", Terry shook her head.  "Not 
that.  The misleading statements.  Before OOP was released, someone 
asked her if Gilderoy Lockhart would be back.  Her answer was 
something along the lines of, Gilderoy was still in St. Mungo's, 
getting his memory back, so he would be far too busy and confused to 
come to Hogwarts.  Which turned out to be exactly true, but still 
very misleading.  The questioner really meant, would we see Lockhart 
again, and JKR avoided answering that one very neatly.  CONSTANT 
VIGILANCE!" she barked, and George, bringing Laura's second root beer 
float, jumped.  

"Sorry," he said apologetically, handing a towel to Abigail, who 
mopped at her forlorn dress speechlessly.  "Here, ma'am, I'll get you 
another," he added to Laura.  

"I guess you'll just have to go shopping,"  Terry said 
sympathetically to Abigail.  "Is there a mall around here?  Which 
reminds me.  I've been reading the reviews about your new piece.  Can 
I come to the showing?  I've always found three-dimensional 
conceptualized abstract thingies to be just fascinating."  

Without waiting for an answer, she turned to Marina, which was 
probably fortunate, as she missed Abigail's rising eyebrows and 
silently mouthed, *Thingies*?  "Hey, does this place serve pizza?"

"It did," Marina answered, looking at the table.  "You're sitting in 
it."  


Terry LJ