Drama Performance Scripts

Voldemort's monologue

Harry. I'd almost forgotten you were here. Standing on the bones of my father. Yeah. I'd introduce you, but word has it you're almost as famous as me these days. The Boy-Who-Lived. How lies have fed your legend, Harry! Shall I reveal what really happened that night 13 years ago? Shall I divulge how I truly lost my powers? Yes, shall I. It was love. You see, when dear, sweet Lily Potter gave her life for her only son, she provided the ultimate protection. I could not touch him. It was old magic. Something I should have foreseen. But no matter, no matter. Things have changed. I CAN TOUCH YOU NOW!

(He placed the pad of his finger on Harry's forehead lightning bolt scar, and Harry immediately screamed out in agony)

Yeah! Astonishing what a few drops of your blood will do, eh, Harry?

Voldemort challenged Harry to a duel of wills and wands and threatened death:

Pick up your wand, Potter! I said, pick it up. Get up! Get up! You've been taught how to duel, I presume, yes? First, we bow to each other. Come on now, Harry. The niceties must be observed. Dumbledore wouldn't want you to forget your manners, would he? I said, BOW! That's better, and now: Crucio! Crucio! Attaboy, Harry! Your parents would be proud. Especially your filthy Muggle mother...I'm going to kill you, Harry Potter. I'm going to destroy you.    After tonight, no one will ever again question my powers. After tonight, if they speak of you, they'll speak only of how you begged for death. And I, being a merciful Lord, obliged. Get up ! Don't you turn your back on me, Harry Potter! I want you to look at me when I kill you. I want to see the light leave your eyes.