Harry Potter and the Cursed Child - Parts One and Two: The Official Playscript of the Original West End Production

by John Tiffany

Albus Potter, the Slytherin Squib.

“The truth is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution.”

DRACO: I don’t care what you did or who you saved, you are a constant curse on my family, Harry Potter.

DUMBLEDORE: You ask me, of all people, how to protect a boy in terrible danger? We cannot protect the young from harm. Pain must and will come.

A Patronus is a magical charm, a projection of all your most positive feelings, and takes the shape of the animal with whom you share the deepest affinity. It is a gift of light. If you can conjure a Patronus, you can protect yourself against the world. Which, in some of our cases, seems like a necessity sooner rather than later.

People say parenting is the hardest job in the world — they’re wrong — growing up is. We all just forget how hard it was.

PROFESSOR McGONAGALL (fierce): It is considered polite to knock when entering a room, Hermione Granger, maybe you missed that.

Harry, there is never a perfect answer in this messy, emotional world. Perfection is beyond the reach of humankind, beyond the reach of magic. In every shining moment of happiness is that drop of poison: the knowledge that pain will come again. Be honest to those you love, show them your pain. To suffer is as human as to breathe.

Those that we love never truly leave us, Harry. There are things that death cannot touch. Paint . . . and memory . . . and love.

. it is exceptionally lonely, being Draco Malfoy. I will always be suspected. There is no escaping the past.

Love blinds. We have both tried to give our sons not what they needed, but what we needed. We’ve been so busy trying to rewrite our own pasts, we’ve blighted their present.

DRACO: Hermione Granger, I’m being bossed around by Hermione Granger. (She turns towards him. He smiles.) And I’m mildly enjoying it.

The child of Bellatrix Lestrange and you. I was born in Malfoy Manor before the Battle of Hogwarts. A battle you are going to lose. I have come to save you.

SCORPIUS: But I asked her. I planted the acorn. The acorn that will grow into our eventual marriage.

SCORPIUS: Pity is a start, my friend, a foundation on which to build a palace — a palace of lurve.