Harry Potter and the Cursed Child: Rewrite

ACT ONE, SCENE FIVE

MINISTRY OF MAGIC, HARRY'S OFFICE 

HERMIONE sits with piles of paper in front of her in HARRY's messy office. She is slowly sorting through itall. 

HARRY enters in a rush. He is bleeding from a graze on his cheek. 

HERMIONE: How did it go? 

HARRY: It was true. 

HERMIONE: Theodore Nott? 

HARRY: In custody. 

HERMIONE: And the Time-Turner itself? 

HARRY reveals the Time-Turner. It shines out alluringly. 

Is it genuine? Does it work? It's not just an hour-reversal turner — it goes back further? 

HARRY: We don't know anything yet. I wanted to try it out there and then but wiser heads prevailed. 

HERMIONE: Well, now we have it. 

HARRY: And you're sure you want to keep it? 

HERMIONE: I don't think we've a choice. Look at it. It's entirely different to the Time-Turner I had. 

HARRY (dry): Apparently wizardry has moved on since we were kids. 

HERMIONE: You're bleeding. 

HARRY checks his face in the mirror. He dabs at the wound with his robes. 

Don't worry, it'll go with the scar. 

HARRY (with a grin): What you doing in my office, Hermione? 

HERMIONE: I was anxious to hear about Theodore Nott and — thought I'd check whether you'd kept yourpromise and were on top of your paperwork. 

HARRY: Ah. Turns out I'm not. 

HERMIONE: No. You're not. Harry, how can you get any work done in this chaos? 

HARRY waves his wand and the papers and books transform into neat piles. HARRY smiles.

HARRY: No longer chaotic. 

HERMIONE: But still ignored. You know, there's some interesting stuff in here . . . There are mountain trollsriding Graphorns through Hungary, there are giants with winged tattoos on their backs walkingthrough the Greek Seas, and the werewolves have gone entirely underground —  HARRY: Great, let'sget out there. I'll get the team together. 

HERMIONE: Harry, I get it. Paperwork's boring . . . 

HARRY: Not for you. 

HERMIONE: I'm busy enough with my own. These are people and beasts that fought alongside Voldemort inthe great wizarding wars. These are allies of darkness. This — combined with what we have justunearthed at Theodore Nott's — could mean something. But if the Head of Magical LawEnforcement isn't reading his files — 

HARRY: But I don't need to read it — I'm out there, hearing about it. Theodore Nott — it was me whoheard the rumors about the Time-Turner and me who acted upon it. You really don't need to tell meoff. 

HERMIONE looks at HARRY — this is tricky. 

HERMIONE: Do you fancy a toffee? Don't tell Ron. 

HARRY: You're changing the subject. 

HERMIONE: I truly am. Toffee? 

HARRY: Can't. We're off sugar at the moment. (Beat.) You know, you can get addicted to that stuff? 

HERMIONE: What can I say? My parents were dentists, I was bound to rebel at some point. Forty is leavingit a little late, but . . . You've just done a brilliant thing. You're certainly not being told off — I justneed you to look at your paperwork every now and again, that's all. Consider this a gentle — nudge— from the Minister for Magic. 

HARRY hears the implication in her emphasis, he nods. 

How's Ginny? How's Albus? 

HARRY: It seems I'm as good at fatherhood as I am at paperwork. How's Rose? How's Hugo?

HERMIONE (with a grin): You know, Ron says he thinks I see more of my secretary, Ethel, (she indicatesoff) than him. Do you think there's a point where we made a choice — parent of the year or Ministryofficial of the year? Go on. Go home to your family, Harry, the Hogwarts Express is about to departfor another year — enjoy the time you've got left — and then come back here with a fresh head andget these files read. 

HARRY: You really think this could all mean something? 

HERMIONE (with a smile): It could do. But if it does, we'll find a way to fight it, Harry. We always have.She smiles once more, pops a toffee in her mouth, and leaves the office. 

HARRY is left alone. Hepacks his bag. He walks out of the office and down a corridor. The weight of the world upon hisshoulders. 

He walks, tired, into a telephone box. He dials 62442. 

TELEPHONE BOX: Farewell, Harry Potter. 

He ascends away from the Ministry of Magic