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ACT FOUR, SCENE FIFTEEN

A BEAUTIFUL HILL

HARRY and ALBUS walk up a hill on a beautiful summer’s day. They say nothing, enjoying the sun on their faces as they climb.

HARRY: So are you ready?ALBUS: For what?HARRY: Well, there’s the fourth-year exams — and then the fifth year — big year — in my fifth year I did —He looks at ALBUS. He smiles. He talks quickly.I did a lot of stuff. Some of it good. Some of it bad. A lot of it quite confusing.ALBUS: Good to know.HARRY smiles.I got to watch them — you know — for a bit — your mum and dad. They were — you had fun together. Your dad used to love to do this smoke ring thing with you where you . . . well, you couldn’t stop giggling.HARRY: Yes?ALBUS: I think you’d have liked them. And I think me, Lily, and James would have liked them too.HARRY nods. There’s a slightly uncomfortable silence. Both are trying to reach each other here, both are failing.HARRY: You know, I thought I’d lost him — Voldemort — I thought I’d lost him — and then my scar started hurting again and I had dreams of him and I could even speak Parseltongue again and I started to feel like I’d not changed at all — that he’d never let me go —ALBUS: And had he?HARRY: The part of me that was Voldemort died a long time ago, but it wasn’t enough to be physically rid of him — I had to be mentally rid of him. And that — is a lot to learn for a forty-year-old man.He looks at ALBUS.That thing I said to you — it was unforgivable, and I can’t ask you to forget it but I can hope we move past it. I’m going to try to be a better dad for you, Albus. I am going to try and—be honest with you and . . .ALBUS: Dad, you don’t need to —HARRY: You told me you don’t think I’m scared of anything, and that — I mean, I’m scared of everything. I mean, I’m afraid of the dark, did you know that?ALBUS: Harry Potter is afraid of the dark?HARRY: I don’t like small spaces and — I’ve never told anyone this, but I don’t much like — (he hesitates before saying it) pigeons.ALBUS: You don’t like pigeons?HARRY (he scrunches up his face): Nasty, pecky, dirty things. They give me the creeps.ALBUS: But pigeons are harmless!HARRY: I know. But the thing that scares me most, Albus Severus Potter, is being a dad to you. Because I’m operating without wires here. Most people at least have a dad to base themselves on — and either try to be or try not to be. I’ve got nothing — or very little. So I’m learning, okay? And I’m going to try with everything I’ve got — to be a good dad for you.ALBUS: And I’ll try and be a better son. I know I’m not James, Dad, I’ll never be like you two —HARRY: James is nothing like me.ALBUS: Isn’t he?HARRY: Everything comes easy for James. My childhood was a constant struggle.ALBUS: So was mine. So you’re saying — am I — like you?HARRY smiles at ALBUS.HARRY: Actually you’re more like your mum — bold, fierce, funny — which I like — which I think makes you a pretty great son.ALBUS: I almost destroyed the world.HARRY: Delphi wasn’t going anywhere, Albus — you brought her out into the light and you found a way for us to fight her. You may not see it now, but you saved us.ALBUS: But shouldn’t I have done better?HARRY: You don’t think I ask myself the same questions?ALBUS (stomach sinking further, he knows this is not what his dad would do): And then — when we caught her — I wanted to kill her.HARRY: You’d watched her murder Craig, you were angry, Albus, and that’s okay. And you wouldn’t have done it.ALBUS: How do you know that? Maybe that’s my Slytherin side. Maybe that’s what the Sorting Hat saw in me.HARRY: I don’t understand your head, Albus — actually, you know what, you’re a teenager, I shouldn’t be able to understand your head, but I do understand your heart. I didn’t — for a long time — but thanks to this — “escapade” — I know what you got in there. Slytherin, Gryffindor, whatever label you’ve been given — I know — know — that heart is a good one — yeah, whether you like it or not, you’re on your way to being some wizard.ALBUS: Oh I’m not going to be a wizard, I’m going into pigeon racing. I’m quite excited about it.HARRY grins.HARRY: Those names you have — they shouldn’t be a burden. Albus Dumbledore had his trials too, you know — and Severus Snape, well, you know all about him —ALBUS: They were good men.HARRY: They were great men, with huge flaws, and you know what — those flaws almost made them greater.ALBUS looks around himself.ALBUS: Dad? Why are we here?HARRY: This is where I often come.ALBUS: But this is a graveyard . . .HARRY: And here is Cedric’s grave.ALBUS: Dad?HARRY: The boy who was killed — Craig Bowker — how well did you know him?ALBUS: Not well enough.HARRY: I didn’t know Cedric well enough either. He could have played Quidditch for England. Or been a brilliant Auror. He could have been anything. And Amos is right — he was stolen. So I come here. Just to say sorry. When I can.ALBUS: That’s a — good thing to do.ALBUS joins his dad in front of CEDRIC’s grave. HARRY smiles at his son and looks up at the sky.HARRY: I think it’s going to be a nice day.He touches his son’s shoulder. And the two of them — just slightly — melt together.ALBUS (smiles): So do I.