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John Tiffany
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August 9 - September 1, 2024
ALBUS: Everyone’s staring at us again. RON: Because of me! I’m extremely famous. My nose experiments are legendary! HERMIONE: They’re certainly something.
HARRY: Listen to your professors, don’t listen to James, and remember to enjoy yourself. Now, if you don’t want this train to leave without you, you should leap on . . .
HERMIONE: That’s nothing, Rose is worried whether she’ll break the Quidditch scoring record in her first or second year. And how early she can take her O.W.L.s. RON: I have no idea where she gets her ambition from.
Her mother obviously
RON: You know, Gin, we always thought there was a chance you could be sorted into Slytherin. GINNY: What? RON: Honestly, Fred and George ran a book.
Oof 😂
HERMIONE: Can we go? People are looking, you know. GINNY: People always look when you three are together. And apart. People always look at you.
I’m a Granger-Weasley, you’re a Potter — everyone will want to be friends with us, we’ve got the pick of anyone we want.
ALBUS: No. No. I didn’t stay — for you — I stayed for your sweets. SCORPIUS: She’s quite fierce. ALBUS: Yes. Sorry. SCORPIUS: No. I like it.
A Malfoy crushing on a Weasley
POLLY CHAPMAN: Albus Potter. KARL JENKINS: A Potter. In our year. YANN FREDERICKS: He’s got his hair. He’s got hair just like him. ROSE: And he’s my cousin. (As they turn.) Rose Granger-Weasley. Nice to meet you.
ALBUS: Up. UP. UP. His broom doesn’t move. Not even a millimeter. He stares at it with disbelieving desperation. There’s giggling from the rest of the class. POLLY CHAPMAN: Oh Merlin’s beard, how humiliating! He really isn’t like his father at all, is he? KARL JENKINS: Albus Potter, the Slytherin Squib.
Yikes
ALBUS: As soon as the train leaves you don’t have to talk to me. ROSE: I know. We just need to keep the pretense up in front of the grown-ups.
HARRY: Just give it a go — come on — this is your chance to go nuts in Honeydukes without your mum knowing — no, Albus, don’t you dare. ALBUS (pointing his wand): Incendio! The ball of paper bursts into flame and ascends across the stage.
What a dick move
HERMIONE: Do you fancy a toffee? Don’t tell Ron. HARRY: You’re changing the subject. HERMIONE: I truly am. Toffee? HARRY: Can’t. We’re off sugar at the moment. (Beat.) You know, you can get addicted to that stuff? HERMIONE: What can I say? My parents were dentists, I was bound to rebel at some point. Forty is leaving it a little late, but . . . (She smiles at her friend.)
Do you think there’s a point where we made a choice — parent of the year or Ministry official of the year? Go on. Go home to your family, Harry, the Hogwarts Express is about to depart for another year
HARRY: You really think this could all mean something? HERMIONE (with a smile): It could do. But if it does, we’ll find a way to fight it, Harry. We always have.
GINNY: Harry. How long has it been since your scar hurt? HARRY turns to GINNY, his face says it all. HARRY: Twenty-two years.
Yikes
The wizarding world has been living in peace now for many years. It’s twenty-two years since we defeated Voldemort at the Battle of Hogwarts, and I’m delighted to say there is a new generation being brought up having known only the slightest conflict. Until now.
your scar could be hurting because you’re getting old. HARRY: Getting old? Thanks, mate. RON: Honestly, every time I sit down now I make an “ooof” noise. An “ooof.”
HERMIONE: If some part of Voldemort survived, in whatever form, we need to be prepared. And I’m scared. GINNY: I’m scared too. RON: Nothing scares me. Apart from Mum.
Fair enough
GINNY: Have there been any instances of magic reported by the Muggles? HERMIONE: None so far. I have made the Muggle Prime Minister aware and he is filing what is known as a misper. Sounds like a spell. It isn’t. DRACO: So now we’re relying on Muggles to find our children?
DRACO: I don’t care what you did or who you saved, you are a constant curse on my family, Harry Potter.
HARRY: Quite a surprise to see you, Draco. I thought you didn’t believe in my dreams. DRACO: I don’t, but I do trust your luck. Harry Potter is always where the action is at. And I need my son back with me and safe. GINNY: Then let’s get to the Forbidden Forest and find them both.
BANE: Harry Potter. HARRY: Good. You still recognize me, Bane. BANE: You’ve grown older. HARRY: I have. BANE: But not wiser. For you trespass on our land.
Oof lol
HARRY: My son is missing, Bane. I need help finding him. BANE: And he is here? In our forest? HARRY: Yes. BANE: Then he is as stupid as you are.
Damn Bane
All I ever wanted to do was go to Hogwarts and have a mate to get up to mayhem with. Just like Harry Potter. And I got his son. How crazily fortunate is that. ALBUS: But I’m nothing like my dad. SCORPIUS: You’re better. You’re my best friend, Albus. And this is mayhem to the nth degree.
HARRY: I’ve never asked how you felt about me naming him after you, have I? DUMBLEDORE: Candidly, Harry, it seemed a great weight to place upon the poor boy.
ALBUS: But you’re not this mean. HERMIONE: And that’s twenty points from Gryffindor to assure Albus Potter that I am this mean.
Damn
So DRACO takes his wand out. HARRY: You do not want to do this. DRACO: Yes, I do. HARRY: I don’t want to hurt you, Draco. DRACO: How interesting, because I do want to hurt you.
DRACO throws himself out of the way. You’ve been practicing, Draco. DRACO: And you’ve got sloppy, Potter. Densaugeo! HARRY just manages to get out of the way.
DRACO: Flipendo! HARRY is sent twirling through the air. DRACO laughs. Keep up, old man. HARRY: We’re the same age, Draco. DRACO: I wear it better.
DRACO ducks underneath it and slows the chair with his wand. GINNY: I only left this room three minutes ago! She looks at the mess of the kitchen. She looks at the chairs suspended in the air. She signals them back to the floor with her wand. (Drier than dry.) What did I miss?
Should she be surprised?
HARRY and DRACO sit far apart. GINNY stands between them. DRACO: Sorry about your kitchen, Ginny. GINNY: Oh, it’s not my kitchen. Harry does most of the cooking.
HARRY: Draco, whatever you may think . . . DRACO: I always envied you them, you know — Weasley and Granger.
You — the three of you — you shone, you know? You liked each other. You had fun. I envied you those friendships more than anything else.
People say parenting is the hardest job in the world — they’re wrong — growing up is. We all just forget how hard it was.
In fact, there hasn’t been a Potter at Hogwarts for years — and that boy didn’t turn out so well. Not so much rest in peace, Harry Potter, more rest in perpetual despair. Total troublemaker. SCORPIUS: Harry Potter’s dead?
Oh no
He said you were the bravest man he’d ever met. He knew, you see — he knew your secret — what you did for Dumbledore. And he admired you for it — greatly. And that’s why he named his son — my best friend — after you both. Albus Severus Potter. SNAPE is stopped. He is deeply moved.
HERMIONE: What did I miss? PROFESSOR McGONAGALL (fierce): It is considered polite to knock when entering a room, Hermione Granger, maybe you missed that. HERMIONE realizes she’s overstepped.
Oops
PROFESSOR McGONAGALL: If I could also give a detention to you, Minister, I would. Keeping hold of a Time-Turner, of all the stupid things!
PROFESSOR McGONAGALL: You are so young. (She looks at HARRY, DRACO, GINNY, and HERMIONE.) You’re all so young. You have no idea how dark the wizarding wars got. You were — reckless — with the world some people — some very dear friends of mine and yours — sacrificed a huge amount to create and sustain.
GINNY: I can forgive you for one mistake, Harry, maybe even two, but the more mistakes you make, the harder to forgive you it becomes.
It took me a long time to discover your weakness, Albus Potter. I thought it was pride, I thought it was the need to impress your father, but then I realized your weakness was the same as your father’s: friendship.
My son is — my son is fighting battles for us just as I had to for you. And I have proved as bad a father to him as you were to me.
DRACO: The thing is, though — never really fancied being a Ministry man. Even as a child. My dad, it’s all he ever wanted — me, no. HARRY: What did you want to do? DRACO: Quidditch. But I wasn’t good enough. Mainly I wanted to be happy.
DRACO looks up at HARRY, and for the first time — at the bottom of this dreadful pit — they look at each other as friends. DRACO: We have to find them — if it takes centuries, we must find our sons —
HARRY: The Boy Who Lived. How many people have to die for the Boy Who Lived?
HARRY: Poor kid thought he had to save the world. GINNY: Poor kid has saved the world. That blanket was masterful. I mean, he also almost destroyed the world, but probably best not to focus on that bit.
The history books — correct me if I’m wrong, Scorpius — show nothing about when and how he arrived in Godric’s Hollow? SCORPIUS and HERMIONE: You’re not wrong. RON: Blimey! There are two of them!
Well. Hello. Yeh must be Harry. Hello, Harry Potter. I’m Rubeus Hagrid. And I’m gonna be yer friend whether yeh like it or not. ’Cos yeh’ve had it tough, not that yeh know it yet. An’ yer gonna need friends. Now yeh best come with me, don’t yeh think?
SCORPIUS: Rose Granger-Weasley. I asked out Rose Granger-Weasley. ALBUS: And she said no. SCORPIUS: But I asked her. I planted the acorn. The acorn that will grow into our eventual marriage. ALBUS: You are aware that you’re an utter fantasist.
ALBUS: And I’ll try and be a better son. I know I’m not James, Dad, I’ll never be like you two — HARRY: James is nothing like me. ALBUS: Isn’t he? HARRY: Everything comes easy for James. My childhood was a constant struggle. ALBUS: So was mine. So you’re saying — am I — like you? HARRY smiles at ALBUS. HARRY: Actually you’re more like your mum — bold, fierce, funny — which I like — which I think makes you a pretty great son.
