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

by John Tiffany

After a moment, DRACO enters, consumed by anger but hiding it well. DRACO: I can’t stay long. I won’t need long. HARRY: How can I help? DRACO: I’m not here to antagonize you. But my son is in tears and I am his father and so I am here to ask why you would keep apart two good friends. HARRY: I’m not keeping them apart. DRACO: You’ve changed school timetables, you’ve threatened both teachers and Albus himself. Why? HARRY looks at DRACO carefully and then turns away. HARRY: I have to protect my son. DRACO: From Scorpius? HARRY: Bane told me he sensed a darkness around my son. Near my son. DRACO: What are you implying, Potter? HARRY turns and looks DRACO dead in the eye. HARRY: Are you sure . . . are you really sure he’s yours, Draco? There’s a deadly silence. DRACO: You take that back . . . right now. But HARRY doesn’t take it back. 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. The two square up. And then release their wands. DRACO and HARRY: Expelliarmus! Their wands repel and then break apart. DRACO: Incarcerous! HARRY dodges a blast from DRACO’s wand. HARRY: Tarantallegra! 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. HARRY: Rictusempra! DRACO uses a chair to block the blast. DRACO: Flipendo! HARRY is sent twirling through the air. D...