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ACT ONE, SCENE THREE

THE HOGWARTS EXPRESS

ALBUS and ROSE walk along the carriage of the train.

The TROLLEY WITCH approaches, pushing her trolley.

TROLLEY WITCH: Anything from the trolley, dears? Pumpkin Pasty? Chocolate Frog? Cauldron Cake?ROSE (spotting ALBUS’s loving look at the Chocolate Frogs): Al. We need to concentrate.ALBUS: Concentrate on what?ROSE: On who we choose to be friends with. My mum and dad met your dad on their first Hogwarts Express, you know . . .ALBUS: So we need to choose now who to be friends with for life? That’s quite scary.ROSE: On the contrary, it’s exciting. 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: So how do we decide — which compartment to go in . . .ROSE: We rate them all and then we make a decision.ALBUS opens a door — to look in on a lonely blond kid — SCORPIUS — in an otherwise empty compartment. ALBUS smiles. SCORPIUS smiles back.ALBUS: Hi. Is this compartment . . .SCORPIUS: It’s free. It’s just me.ALBUS: Great. So we might just — come in — for a bit — if that’s okay?SCORPIUS: That’s okay. Hi.ALBUS: Albus. Al. I’m — my name is Albus . . .SCORPIUS: Hi Scorpius. I mean, I’m Scorpius. You’re Albus. I’m Scorpius. And you must be . . .ROSE’s face is growing colder by the minute.ROSE: Rose.SCORPIUS: Hi, Rose. Would you like some of my Fizzing Whizbees?ROSE: I’ve just had breakfast, thanks.SCORPIUS: I’ve also got some Shock-o-Choc, Pepper Imps, and some Jelly Slugs. Mum’s idea — she says (sings), “Sweets, they always help you make friends.” (He realizes that singing was a mistake.) Stupid idea, probably.ALBUS: I’ll have some . . . Mum doesn’t let me have sweets. Which one would you start with?ROSE hits ALBUS out of sight of SCORPIUS.SCORPIUS: Easy. I’ve always regarded the Pepper Imp as the king of the confectionery bag. They’re peppermint sweets that make you smoke at the ears.ALBUS: Brilliant, then that’s what I’ll — (ROSE hits him again.) Rose, will you please stop hitting me?ROSE: I’m not hitting you.ALBUS: You are hitting me, and it hurts.SCORPIUS’s face falls.SCORPIUS: She’s hitting you because of me.ALBUS: What?SCORPIUS: Listen, I know who you are, so it’s probably only fair you know who I am.ALBUS: What do you mean you know who I am?SCORPIUS: You’re Albus Potter. She’s Rose Granger-Weasley. And I am Scorpius Malfoy. My parents are Astoria and Draco Malfoy. Our parents — they didn’t get on.ROSE: That’s putting it mildly. Your mum and dad are Death Eaters!SCORPIUS (affronted): Dad was — but Mum wasn’t.ROSE looks away, and SCORPIUS knows why she does.I know what the rumor is, and it’s a lie.ALBUS looks from an uncomfortable ROSE to a desperate SCORPIUS.ALBUS: What — is the rumor?SCORPIUS: The rumor is that my parents couldn’t have children. That my father and my grandfather were so desperate for a powerful heir, to prevent the end of the Malfoy line, that they . . . that they used a Time-Turner to send my mother back . . .ALBUS: To send her back where?ROSE: The rumor is that he’s Voldemort’s son, Albus.A horrible, uncomfortable silence.It’s probably rubbish. I mean . . . look, you’ve got a nose.The tension is slightly broken. SCORPIUS laughs, pathetically grateful.SCORPIUS: And it’s just like my father’s! I got his nose, his hair, and his name. Not that that’s a great thing either. I mean — father-son issues, I have them. But, on the whole, I’d rather be a Malfoy than, you know, the son of the Dark Lord.SCORPIUS and ALBUS look at each other and something passes between them.ROSE: Yes, well, we probably should sit somewhere else. Come on, Albus.ALBUS is thinking deeply.ALBUS: No. (Off ROSE’s look.) I’m okay. You go on . . .ROSE: Albus. I won’t wait.ALBUS: And I wouldn’t expect you to. But I’m staying here.ROSE looks at him a second and then leaves the compartment.ROSE: Fine!SCORPIUS and ALBUS are left — looking at each other — unsure.SCORPIUS: Thank you.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. Do you prefer Albus or Al?SCORPIUS grins and pops two sweets into his mouth.ALBUS (thinks): Albus.SCORPIUS (as smoke comes out of his ears): THANK YOU FOR STAYING FOR MY SWEETS, ALBUS!ALBUS (laughing): Wow.