ACT TWO, SCENE EIGHTEEN

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HOGWARTS, HEADMISTRESS’S OFFICE

PROFESSOR McGONAGALL is onstage on her own. She looks at the map. She frowns to herself. She taps it with her wand. She smiles to herself at a good decision made.

PROFESSOR McGONAGALL: Mischief managed.
There’s a rattling.
The whole stage seems to vibrate.
GINNY is the first through the fireplace, and then HARRY.
GINNY: Professor, I can’t say that ever gets more dignified.
PROFESSOR McGONAGALL: Potter. You’re back. And you seem to have finally ruined my carpet.
HARRY: I need to find my son. We need to.
PROFESSOR McGONAGALL: Harry, I’ve considered this and decided I want no part of it. Whatever you threaten, I —
HARRY: Minerva, I come here in peace, not war. I should never have spoken to you that way.
PROFESSOR McGONAGALL: I just don’t think I can interfere in friendships and I believe —
HARRY: I need to say sorry to you and sorry to Albus, will you give me that chance?
DRACO arrives behind them with a bang of soot.
PROFESSOR McGONAGALL: Draco?
DRACO: He needs to see his son, and I need to see mine.
HARRY: Like I say — peace — not war.
PROFESSOR McGONAGALL studies his face; she sees the sincerity she needs to see. She takes the map back out of her pocket. She opens it up.
PROFESSOR McGONAGALL: Well, peace is certainly something I can be part of.
She taps it with her wand.
(Sighs.) I solemnly swear that I’m up to no good.
The map is lit into action.
Well, they are together.
DRACO: In the girls’ bathroom on the first floor. What on earth would they be doing there?