Kathryn had been doing some last minute errands in Diagon Alley after she had finished up at the Gallery. She had to get to her parents for dinner and was running late. Rushing out of Gringotts where she had withdrawn some money, she stuffed them into her handbag and raced through the Alley.
She didn't realise that something was wrong at first. She just thought that something was wrong but then a feeling of dread started to come over her.
Fuck she cursed silently realising there was a Dementor in the Alley. Thankfully it seemed to be deserted a part from herself.
She was nearly at the Leaky Cauldron when she saw the dementor. It was over someone. "Fuck fuck fuck," she cursed. She paused for a moment wondering if it was worth running to the Leaky to get help before going to the person who was being attacked. "Help!" she called hoping there was someone else around the Alley before racing towards him. "Exp... Expecto.. Expecto Patronum," she called out but nothing happened. Nothing ever did.
It would have been a brilliant time for it to suddenly, miraculously work.
There was nothing truly bad in her life. Not compared to other people. At this moment she was grateful for that. "Hello?" she called out rushing in trying to light up the shop.