Astrophile // Kol. M

In a Cage

[It is a quiet summer evening in Surrey. Sylvia Potter is in her bedroom looking at the picture book that Hagrid gave her at the end of her first year at Hogwarts; she looks at the picture of her as a baby with her parents, then turns the page to look at a picture of her with her closest friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger; she then hears her owl Hedwig chirping and hooting in her cage.]

Nagini : Is that your parents sweetheart?
Sylvia : Yes honey why?
(Nagini smacks tom's head)
Tom : Baby why?
Nagini : Look at her parents They're looking hot and cute at the same thing if only they were alive I would have went with them
Sylvia : Honey What are you saying? Do not know that they're old that us?
Nagini : Well technically Tom and I are older than you sweetheart tom studied at Hogwarts before your parents and i was Tom companion while I was a snake
Kol : Are you two immortal witch like freya?
Tom : No

Sylvia: I can't let you out, Hedwig. I'm not allowed to use magic outside of school. [Hedwig nibbles at her lock, squawking loudly] Besides, if Uncle Vernon--

Vernon: [angrily from downstairs] Sylvia Potter!

Sylvia: [glances downstairs then looks at Hedwig before closing her book and going downstairs] Now you've done it.

[In the kitchen, Petunia is working on a cake as Sylvia enters.]

Petunia: She's in there, Vernon.

[Sylvia enters the living room, where Uncle Vernon is getting Dudley dressed up.]

Vernon: I'm warning you. If you can't control that bloody bird, it'll have to go.

Sylvia: But she's bored. If I could only let her out for... an hour or two.

Vernon: [chuckles] So you can send secret messages to your freaky little friends? No, mam.

Sylvia : You know Tom you were right about my friends
Tom : I'm always right
Nagini : No I'm always right
Tom : whatever
Kol : You know you guys behaving like a poly relationship
Sylvia : You know we had a relationship

Sylvia: But I haven't had any messages from any of my friends. Not one. All summer.

Dudley: Who would want to be friends with you? [bumps Sylvia harshly]

Vernon: I should think you'd be a little more grateful. We've raised you since you a were a baby, given you the food off our table, even let you have Dudley's second bedroom, purely out of the goodness of our hearts.

Petunia: [to Dudley] Not now, bumpkins. It's for when the Masons arrive.

Vernon: Which should be any minute. [motions for his family to come into the living room] Now, let's go over our schedule once again, shall we? Petunia, when the Masons arrive, you will be...?

Petunia: In the lounge, waiting to welcome them graciously to our home.

Vernon: Good. And, Dudley, you will be...?

Dudley: I'll be waiting to open the door.

Vernon: Excellent. [the three of them turn to Sylvia with scornful looks] And you...?

Sylvia: I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending that I don't exist.

Kol : How Dare He?
Sylvia : Love it's ok

Vernon: Too right you will. With any luck, this could well be the day I make the biggest deal of my career, and you will not mess it up.