A choir in full voice rises on the air and we ––
Cut to:
INT. GREAT HALL - SAME TIME - NIGHT
We hold on the Gothic glass of the main window. Ambient light, ominous and cool, plays across its shimmering surface. Flitwick, arms flowing gracefully, conducts a group of fifth years, looks up towards the window, eyes the pulsating light.
EXT. COURTYARD - SAME TIME - NIGHT
McGonagall stands in the courtyard as the choir drifts faintly on the night air. She glances up to the sky, a curious expression on her face, then spies a pair of First Years straggling across the courtyard.
Professor McGonagall: To your Houses. No dawdling
As they scuttle off, McGonagall looks back to the sky. A vortex of clouds swirls eerily in on itself. We pull back...
"This is getting scary now," whimpered a first year Hufflepuff.
INT. CASTLE - WINDOW - SAME TIME - NIGHT
...out of a window, it's glass prickling with ambient light, and find Snape standing silently, staring at the gathering storm, his expression inscrutable. The choir a murmur.
INT. COMMON ROOM - SAME TIME - NIGHT
Darker than usual. The fire muted. Ron and Hermione sit together. Silent. Neville comes down from the dormitories. They glance towards the window, the sky beyond.
INT. HOSPITAL WING - SAME TIME - NIGHT
Draco's face, skin glimmering with the light crawling across the ceiling above him. He stares, unblinking, swings out of the bed. Bare feet –– Draco's –– drop to the tiles.
INT. CORRIDOR - NIGHT
The choir echoes eerily. Sixth years, little more than shadows, hang out, giggling in dark corners. Malfoy glides by in his bare feet. Unnoticed. A ghost.
INT. ROOM OF REQUIREMENT - NIGHT
Dense with shadow. Strange slashes of light. Malfoy, a shadow within shadows, pulls the tapestry from the Vanishing Cabinet, steps back...
He stares at the monolith before him, lifts his wand and begins to chant eerily. The surface of the cabinet glimmers, atremble in the ambient light. Almost alive. Then he stops. Looking back, his eyes haunted, he slips away.
Narcissa look at on-screen Draco with worry.
Light plays within the cabinet. Movement. Shadows flicker within, coalesce. We ease up, reveal...
Bellatrix. Greyback. And a few friends. Bellatrix steps into the light. Glances around. Grins.
Bellatrix cringes.
EXT. ASTRONOMY TOWER - NIGHT
Athena and Dumbledore materialise on the rooftop. Dumbledore glances above, notes the clouds.
Athena: We need to get you up to the hospital, sir, to Madam Pomfrey ––
Dumbledore: No. Severus...Severus is who I need...Go and wake him...Tell him what has happened...Speak to no one else...I....I shall wait here...
Athena: All right. Okay
Athena gently disengages from Dumbledore, leaves him leaning against the rampart. She dashed to the stairwell door and, glancing back, sees Dumbledore muttering wearily as he gesticulates with his blackened hand.
Athena: Sir, are you...praying?
Dumbledore: [Smiling faintly] No, Athena. I do not pray. I was merely closing a window –– the one that had allowed us to Apparate
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Athena Potter 🎞
FanfictionIn which the marauders generation watch Athena Potters life and see the dangers of which awaits them. Where friends becomes enemies and enemies become allies. What happens when they realise they've been lied too? Will they be able to prevent the dan...
