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ACT TWO, SCENE NINE

HOGWARTS, STAIRCASE

ALBUS pursues HARRY across the stage.

ALBUS: What if I run? I’ll run.HARRY: Albus, get back in bed.ALBUS: I’ll run away again.HARRY: No. You won’t.ALBUS: I will — and this time I’ll make sure Ron can’t find us.RON: Do I hear my name?RON enters on a staircase, his side parting now super-aggressive, his robes just a little bit too short, his clothes now spectacularly staid.ALBUS: Uncle Ron! Thank Dumbledore. If ever we needed one of your jokes it’s now . . .RON frowns, confused.RON: Jokes? I don’t know any jokes.ALBUS: Of course you do. You run a joke shop.RON (now supremely confused): A joke shop? Well now. Anyway I’m pleased I caught you. I was going to bring some sweets — for a, uh, sort of, a, get well soon, but, uh . . . Actually Padma — she thinks about things a lot more — deeply — than I do — and she thought it’d be nicer for you to get something useful for school. So we got you a — set of quills. Yes. Yes. Yes. Look at these bad boys. Top of the range.ALBUS: Who’s Padma?HARRY frowns at ALBUS.HARRY: Your aunt.ALBUS: I have an Aunt Padma?RON (to HARRY): Taken a Confundus Charm to the head, has he? (To ALBUS.) My wife, Padma. You remember. Talks slightly too close to your face, smells a bit minty. (Leans in.) Padma, mother of Panju! (To HARRY.) That’s why I’m here, of course. Panju. He’s in trouble again. I wanted to just send a Howler but Padma insisted I come in person. I don’t know why. He just laughs at me.ALBUS: But . . . you’re married to Hermione.Beat. RON doesn’t understand this at all.RON: Hermione. No. Nooooo. Merlin’s beard.HARRY: Albus has also forgotten that he was sorted into Gryffindor. Conveniently.RON: Yes, well, sorry, old chap, but you’re a Gryffindor.ALBUS: But how did I get sorted into Gryffindor?RON: You persuaded the Sorting Hat, don’t you remember? Panju bet you that you couldn’t get into Gryffindor if your life depended on it, so you chose Gryffindor to spite him. I can’t blame you, (dry) we’d all like to wipe the smile off his face sometimes, wouldn’t we? (Terrified.) Please don’t tell Padma I said that.ALBUS: Who’s Panju?RON and HARRY stare at ALBUS.RON: Bloody hell, you’re really not yourself, are you? Anyway, better go, before I’m sent a Howler myself.He stumbles on, not even an inch of the man he was.ALBUS: But that doesn’t . . . make sense.HARRY: Albus, whatever you’re feigning, it isn’t working. I will not change my mind.ALBUS: Dad, you have two choices, either you take me to —HARRY: No, you’re the one with the choice, Albus. You do this, or you get in deeper, much deeper trouble — do you understand?SCORPIUS: Albus? You’re okay. That’s fantastic.HARRY: He’s completely cured. And we’ve got to go.ALBUS looks up at SCORPIUS and his heart breaks. He walks on.SCORPIUS: Are you mad at me? What’s going on?ALBUS stops and turns to SCORPIUS.ALBUS: Did it work? Did any of it work?SCORPIUS: No . . . But, Albus —HARRY: Albus. Whatever gibberish you’re talking, you need to stop it, now. This is your final warning.ALBUS looks torn between his dad and his friend.ALBUS: I can’t, okay?SCORPIUS: You can’t what?ALBUS: Just — we’ll be better off without each other, okay?SCORPIUS is left looking up after him. Heartbroken.