Harry Potter Act 1 Lines

LIGHTS UP SCENE 1

Dad. He keeps saying it.

H: Best to do it at a run if you’re nervous.

I’m ready. This is it. Platform nine and three quarters.

R: And I have complete faith that he did Confund the examiner.

Dad…Do you think-what if I am-what if I’m put in Slytherin…

H: And what would be wrong with that?

Slytherin is the house of the snake, of Dark magic…It’s not a house of brave wizards.

H: Albus Severus, you were named after two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was a Slytherin and he was probably the bravest man I ever knew.

But just say…

H: If it matters that much to you, then the Sorting Hat will take your feelings into account.

Really?

R: Mum, I can’t give a professor love!

Ok, then. Bye.

R: Al. We need to concentrate.

Concentrate on what?

R: On who to choose to be friends with. My mum and dad met your dad on their first Hogwarts Express, you know…

So we have to choose now who we want to be friends with for life? That’s quite scary. Hi. Is this compartment…

SM: It’s free. It’s just me.

Great. So we might just-come in-for a bit-if that’s ok?

SM: That’s ok. Hi. Would you like some of my Fizzing Whizzbees or Pepper Imps? Mum’s idea-she says, “sweets, they always help you-make friends.” Stupid idea probably.

I’ll have one. Which one would you start with?

SM: Easy. I’ve always regarded the Ppper Imp as the king of the confectionery bag. They’re peppermint sweets that make you smoke at the ears.

Brilliant, then that’s what I’ll-Rose, will you stop hitting me?

R:I’m not hitting you.

You are hitting me, and it hurts.

SM: She’s hitting you because of me.

What?

SM: Listen, I know who you are, so it’s probably only fair if you know who I am.

What do you mean you know who I am?

SM: Dad was-but Mum wasn’t! I know what the rumor is, and it’s a lie.

What-is the rumor?

SM: That my parents couldn’t have children. That my father and my grandfather were so desperate for an heir that they…that they used a Time-Turner to send my mother back…

To send her back where?

R: Yes, well, we probably should st somewhere else. Come on, Albus.

No. I’m ok. You go on…

R: Albus. Come on.

No, I’m staying here.

SM: Thank you.

No. No. I didn’t stay-for you-I stayed for your “sweets.”

SM: Wizzo! Do you prefer Albus or Al?

Albus.

SM: Psst. You can stand next to me…

Right. Yes.

Madam H: Well, another Potter. Given your parentage, this should be a cinch. Come, Albus, show us how it’s done. Stick out your hand over your broom and say, “Up!”

Up. UP. UP.

Madam H: Ok. Children. Time to fly. —> LIGHTS UP

I’m just asking you, Dad, if you’ll-if you’ll just stand a little away from me.

H: Second-years don’t like to be seen with their dads, is that it?

No. It’s just-you’re you and-I’m me and-

H: It’s just people looking, Ok? People look. And they’re looking at me, not you.

At Harry Potter and his Slytherin son.

H: Al-

My name is Albus, not Al.

H: Are the other kids being unkind? Is that it? Maybe if you tried to make a few more friends…without Hermoine and Ron I wouldn’t have survived Hogwarts. I wouldn’t have survived at all.

But I don’t need a Ron and Hermoine-I’ve-I’ve got a friend, Scorpius, and I know you don’t like him but he’s all I need.

CLASSROOM LIGHTS UP

And now we add-is it horn of Bicorn?

Karl: Leave him and Voldemort’s child to it, I say.

With just a little salamander blood…

SM: Ok. What’s the conter-ingredient? What do we need to change?

Everything.

H: Third year. Big year. Here is your permission form for Hogsmeade.

I hate Hogsmeade.

H: How can you hate a place you haven’t actually visited yet?

Because I know it’ll be full of Hogwarts students.

H: Just give it a go-come on- this is your chance to go nuts in Honeydukes- no, Albus, don’t you dare.

Incendio.

H: Of all the stupid things!

The ironic thing is I didn’t expect it to work. I’m terrible at that spell.

H: Al-Albus, Professor McGonagall says you’re isolating yourself-you’re uncooperative in lessons-you’re surely-you’re-

So what would you like me to do? Magic myself popular? Conjure myself into a new house? You cast a spell, Dad, and change me into what you want me to be, ok? It’ll work better for the both of us. ON TROLLEY Scorpius…Scorpius…Are you ok? Your mum? It’s got worse?

SM: It’s got the worst it can possibly get.

I don’t know what to say. Is there anything…

SM: Come to the funeral.

Of course.

Lily: Yes!

Great.

SM: Did you really think she’d come to us? Potters don’t belong in Slytherin.

This one does. I didn’t choose, you know that? I didn’t choose to be his son.

WAND DANCE

DANCE

Del: Hello. Oh. Sorry. Didn’t mean to startle. I used to be a big stair-listener myself.

Who are you? Because this is sort of my house and…

Del: Of course! I’m Delphi Diggory, and I work at St.Oswald’s Home for Old Wizards-are you Albus Potter? So Harry is your dad? That’s a bit wow, isn’t it?

Not really.

Del: Ah. Have I just put my foot in it? It’s what they used to say about me at school. Delphini Diggory-there isn’t a hole she couldn’t dig herself into.

They do all sorts with my name too.

HP: Just delivering a pre-Hogwarts gift-gifts-Ron’s sent this-

A Love Potion? Really?

HP: I also-this is from me

An old blanket?

HP:…And-well, anytime I’ve wanted luck I’ve found it and just tried to hold it and I wondered if you…

Wanted to hold it too? OK. Done.

HP: And the thing is, every Hallow’s Eve I liked to be with it, the anniversary of their death, and I thought I could come to Hogwarts and maybe we could-together-

Dad, the blanket’s yours-keep it.

HP: Do you want a hand? I always loved packing. It meant I was leaving Privet Drive and going back to Hogwarts. Which was, well, I know you don’t love it, but for me…

For you, it’s the greatest place on earth. I know. The poor orphan, bullied by his uncle and aunt Dursley-

HP: Albus, please-can we just-

-traumatised by his cousin Dudley, saved by Hogwarts. I know it all, Dad. Blah blah blah.

HP: I’m not going to rise to your bait, Albus Potter.

The poor orphan who went on to save us all-so may I say-on behalf of wizarding kind-how grateful we are for your heroism-should we bow now, or will a curtsey do?

HP: Albus, please-you know, I’ve never wanted-gratitude.

But right now I’m overflowing with it-it must be the kind of gift of this mouldy blanket that did it…

HP: Mouldy blanket?

What did you think would happen? We’d hug. I’d tell you I always loved you. What? What?

HP: You know what? At least you’ve got a dad. Because I didn’t, OK.

And you think that was unlucky? I don’t.

HP: You wish me dead?

No! I just wish you weren’t my dad.

HP: Well, there are times I wish you weren’t my son. No, I didn’t mean that…

Yes. You did.

HP: Albus, you just know how to get under my skin…

You meant it, Dad. And honestly, I don’t blame you. No luck or love for me, then.

R: Albus, I’ve been looking for you…

Me? Why?

R: Albus, it’s the start of the fourth year, and I want to be friends again. Besides, I’ve got great gossip. Big Ministry raid a few days ago. Apparently, your dad was incredibly brave.

Go on…?

R: Apparently, he-the wizard they raided-Theodore Nott, I think?-had all sorts of Dark artifacts including-and this has got them all gooey-an illegal Time-Turner.

A Time-Turner. Did you say a Time-Turner?! Wait, who’s told you that you have to talk to me?

R: OK, so maybe your mum owled my dad-

Leave me alone, Rose. I have to go find Scorpius.

R: Albus, I’m here, OK? If you need me.

Scorpius, we have to get off this train.

SM: Too late. The train is moving. Hogwarts ahoy.

The we have to get off a moving train.

SM: Albus Severus Potter, get that strange look out of your eye.

First question: What do you know about the Triwizard Tournament?

SM: Ooooh, a quiz. Three schools pick three champions to compete in three tasks for one Cup. What’s that got to do with anything?

Second question: Why has the Triwizard Tournament not been run in over twenty years?

SM: …They cancelled the competition immediately after.

Good. Third question: Did Cedric need to be killed? No. The words Voldemort said were “Kill the spare.” The spare. A mistake has been made and we’re going to right it. We’re going to use a Time-Turner. We’re going to bring him back.

SM: What?! Albus, for obvious reasons, I’m not a massive fan of Time-Turners…

Amos Diggory asked my dad for a Time-Turner, and he denied they even existed. But the Ministry does have one. My father lied to an old man who just wanted his son back-who just loved his son. Everyone talks about all the brave things Dad did. But he made mistakes too. Some big mistakes. I want to set one of those mistakes right. And you know as well as I do, I’ll entirely mess it up if you don’t come with me. Come on.

Amos: So let me get this straight-you overhear a conversation-and insist on interfering-

My father lied to you-I know he did-they do have a Time-Turner.

Amos: Of course they do. You can move along now.

What? No. We’re here to help.

Amos: Help? What use could a pair of undersized teenagers be for me?

We can get the Time-Turner from the Ministry, my father proved you don’t have to be grown up to change the wizarding world.

Amos: So I should allow this because you’re a Potter? Relying on your famous name, are you?

No!

Amos: Your information was obvious, but the confirmation is useful. Harry Potter did lie. Now leave. The pair of you.

No, you need to listen to me, you said it yourself-how much blood is on my father’s hands? Let me help you change that. Let me correct one of his mistakes. Cedric died only because he was with my father. Well, I know what it’s like to be the spare. And I will help you get him back.

D:And-didn’t you say yourself, having someone inside Hogwarts might be a massive advantage?

Your son didn’t deserve to die, Mr.Diggory.

Amos: My son-my son was the best thing that ever happened to me. If you’re serious…

We’re deadly serious.

Amos: This is going to be dangerous

We know.

Amos: You do understand even getting the Time-Turner will risk your lives.

We’re ready to put our lives at risk.

SM: Wizzo.

Double Wizzo.

D/H: This really doesn’t feel how I-I even sound like her! Triple Wizzo.

Right. Me next.

SM: No, if we’re doing this, we’re doing it together.

Three. Two. One. No, that’s good. That’s less good.

Book: …A constant companion, for we are entwined. POP OUT SM/HP: Albus…

Just-think. Think!

Delphi: Wow. Quite a ride.

Is that? Scorpius? What’s inside that book?

SM: I never thought we’d get this far.

Now we’ve got the Time-Turner, the next stop is saving Cedric. Our journey has only just begun.

FOREST WITH DELPHI, LIGHTS UP

Expelliarmus!

Delphi: You just need confidence in your own abilities. I think you’re becoming quite some wizard, Albus Potter.

I’ve never been able to do that before!

SM: What’s Wizzo?

Cracked the spell. I mean, it’s pretty basic, but I was-well, I cracked Expelliarmus.

Delphi: yes.

It’s a brilliant plan. The secret to not getting Cedric killed is to stop him winning the Triwizard Tournament. If he doesn’t win, he can’t be killed.

SM: And I understand that but…

So we just need to mess up his chances supremely badly in task one. The first task is getting a golden egg from a dragon-how did Cedric distract the dragon? Diggory.

Delphi: By transfiguring a stone into a dog-

Well, a little Expelliarmus and he won’t be able to do that.

Delphi:…No you’re going to need to wear these-

But these are Durmstrang robes.

Delphi: If you’re in Durmstrang robes- well, you can fade into the background, can’t you?

Good thinking!

Delphi:…I’ll be here waiting for the good news when you return.

Let’s do this.

SM: And there it is…Hogwarts.

Never seen this view of it before.

SM:From the moment I first heard of it, I was desperate to go.

And then we got here, and it turned out to be terrible after all.

SM: …And I got his son.

I’m nothing like my dad.

Ron: Albus? Albus!

We’ve go to go-now.

YH: Who’s Rose? And what’s happened to your accent?

Sorry, Hermoine. He’s got you mixed up with someone else.

Ludo: Cedric raises his wand-

Expelliarmus!

SM: Albus. Did it hurt you? Albus are you-

What happened?

SM: The Time-Turner must have struck some kind of time limit…

Do you think we’ve done it? Do you think we’ve changed anything?

Ron: I told you. I told you I saw them.

Hello, Dad. Is something wrong?