POLLY CHAPMAN
HERMIONE: Sit down, Polly Chapman, before this gets even worse.
ALBUS: But you’re not this mean.
HERMIONE: And that’s twenty points from Gryffindor to assure Albus Potter that I am this mean.
YANN FREDERICKS: If you don’t sit down right now, Albus . . .
ALBUS: Can I just say —
HERMIONE: No, you can’t. Just keep quiet, Potter, otherwise you’ll lose what limited popularity you already have. Now who can tell me what a Patronus is? No? No one. You really are a most disappointing bunch.
ALBUS: No. This is stupid. Where’s Rose? She’ll tell you that you’re being ridiculous.
HERMIONE: Who’s Rose? Your invisible friend?
ALBUS: Rose Granger-Weasley! Your daughter!
HERMIONE: How dare you! Fifty points from Gryffindor. And I assure you if anyone interrupts me again it’ll be a hundred points . . .
Good. 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.
ACT TWO, SCENE TWELVE
HOGWARTS, STAIRCASES
ACT TWO, SCENE THIRTEEN
HARRY AND GINNY POTTER’S HOUSE, KITCHEN
HARRY: This is the right decision.
GINNY: You almost sound convinced.
HARRY: You told me to be honest with him, but actually I needed to be honest with myself, trust what my heart was telling me . . .
GINNY: Harry, you have one of the greatest hearts of any wizard who ever lived, and I do not believe your heart told you to do this.
Saved by the door.
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: 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: Are you sure . . . are you really sure he’s yours, Draco?