HARRY AND GINNY POTTER'S HOUSE, KITCHEN
HARRY, RON, HERMIONE, and GINNY sit, eating together.
HERMIONE: I've told Draco again and again — no one in the Ministry is saying anything about Olivia. The rumors aren't coming from us.
GINNY: I wrote to him — after he lost Astoria — to ask if there's anything we could do. I thought maybe —as he was such a good friend to Albus — maybe Olivia might want to stay over part of the Christmas break or . . . My owl came back with a letter containing one simple sentence: "Tell your husband to refute these allegations about my daughter once and for all."
HERMIONE: He's obsessed.
GINNY: He's a mess — a grieving mess.
RON: And I'm sorry for his loss but when he accuses Hermione of . . . Well . . . (He looks across at HARRY.) Oi droopy drawers, like I say to her all the time, it could be nothing.
HERMIONE: Her?
RON: The trolls could be going to a party, the giants to a wedding, you could be getting bad dreams because you're worried about Albus, and your scar could be hurting because you're getting old.
HARRY: Getting old? Thanks, mate.
RON: Honestly, every time I sit down now I make an "ooof" noise. An "ooof." And my feet — the trouble I'm having with my feet — I could write songs about the pain my feet give me — maybe your scar is like that.
GINNY: You talk a lot of rubbish.
RON: I consider it my speciality. That and my range of Skiving Snackboxes. And my love for all of you. Even Skinny Ginny.
GINNY: If you don't behave, Ronald Weasley, I will tell Mum.
RON: You wouldn't.
HERMIONE: If some part of Voldemort survived, in whatever form, we need to be prepared. And I'm scared.
GINNY: I'm scared too.
RON: Nothing scares me. Apart from Mum.
HERMIONE: I mean it, Harry, I will not be Cornelius Fudge on this one. I will not stick my head in the sand. And I don't care how unpopular that makes me with Draco Malfoy.
RON: You never really were one for popularity, were you?
HERMIONE shoots RON a withering look as she aims to hit him but RON jumps out of the way.
Missed.
GINNY hits RON. RON winces.
Hit. A very solid hit.
Suddenly an owl is in the room. It swoops in low and drops a letter on HARRY's plate.
HERMIONE: Bit late for an owl, isn't it?
HARRY opens the letter. Surprised.
HARRY: It's from Professor McGonagall.
GINNY: What does it say?
HARRY's face drops.
HARRY: Ginny, it's Albus — Albus and Olivia— they never made it to school. They're missing.
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Harry Potter and the Cursed Child: Rewrite
FanfictionWhat if Scorpius Malfoy was a girl? I didn't like the cursed child much but I got this idea way before the Cursed Child so here it is. DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER, IF I DID I WOULDN'T BE ON WATTPAD