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HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS - PART 1
screenplay by
Steve Kloves
Based on the novel by J.K. Rowling
FINAL WHITE DRAFT
January 21, 2009
Warner Bros. Prod. Ltd. © 2009
4000 Warner Boulevard WARNER BROS. ENT.
Burbank, California 91522 All Rights Reserved
FADE IN:
1 TITLE CARD - WARNER BROS. PRESENTS 1
We PUSH THROUGH THE LOGO INTO a living, breathing DAILY
PROPHET. GRIM HEADLINES SAIL PAST US: Death. Paranoia.
A world at war. We ZOOM INTO a MOVING PHOTOGRAPH of the
Minister of Magic, RUFUS SCRIMGEOUR, standing in the...
2 INT. MINISTRY OF MAGIC - ATRIUM - DAY 2
... atrium of the Ministry of Magic, addressing a sea of
MINISTRY EMPLOYEES as REPORTERS scribble intently.
SCRIMGEOUR
These are dark times, there is no
denying. Our world has perhaps
faced no greater threat than it
does today. But I say this to our
citizenry: we, ever your
servants, continue to defend your
liberty and repel the forces that
would seek to take it from you.
Your Ministry remains strong...
CAMERA FAVORS a pair of wizards, YAXLEY and PIUS
THICKNESSE, who turn away as we PULL OUT of the
PHOTOGRAPH and SAIL once more THROUGH the turning pages,
the headlines growing grimmer, the faces more HAUNTED,
until, finally, we emerge from the Prophet and find it in
the hands of...
3 INT. GRANGER HOME - HERMIONE’S BEDROOM - LATE AFTERNOON 3
(RAINING)
... HERMIONE. She stares stoically at a LURID HEADLINE --
MUGGLE FAMILY MURDERED -- VIOLENCE SPREADS.
MRS. GRANGER (O.S.)
Hermione. Your tea is ready,
dear.
Hermione glances through the doorway to the stairs
beyond. Her MOTHER’S SHADOW clings to the wall,
trembling within another SHADOW, that of a WIND-TOSSED
TREE. It is strangely beautiful and Hermione seems
transfixed...
HERMIONE
Coming, Mum.
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(CONTINUED)
Her mother’s SHADOW withdraws, leaving only the trembling
tree. Hermione glances once more at the Prophet’s
troubling headline, then slips it into a TINY BEADED BAG.
4 INT. PARLOR - LATE AFTERNOON (MOMENTS LATER, RAINING) 4
As Hermione descends the stairs, MRS. GRANGER exits the
kitchen with a teapot.
MRS. GRANGER
Don’t you look lovely. All
packed?
Hermione nods and watches her mother set the teapot on
the table in front of the television. Just then, MR.
GRANGER steps out holding a biscuit tin.
MR. GRANGER
Are you sure these biscuits are
sugar-free?
MRS. GRANGER
Quite sure, dear. See the big
bold letters that say ‘Sugar
Free’? Dead giveaway.
MR. GRANGER
Mm. Yes.
(passing Hermione)
Hello, kitten. Don’t you look
lovely.
Hermione smiles wanly as her father gives her a peck on
the head, then joins her mother on the sofa opposite the
television. An AUSTRALIAN WILDLIFE PROGRAM PLAYS.
TELEVISION (V.O.)
... the bandicoot has small
pointed ears and a long snout from
which it emits a distinctive
trumpet sound when agitated...
MRS. GRANGER
Darling, don’t be suspicious the
biscuits taste so good, be
grateful the company’s so
clever...
Hermione looks away from the screen, studies her mother
and father. Slowly, she reaches into the tiny bag and
withdraws her wand. Taking two steps forward, she points
it toward the back of their heads. Hand trembling, she
SPEAKS, her VOICE barely a WHISPER:
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(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
Obliviate.
Mrs. Granger’s face goes briefly slack and she reaches
out, as if to break a fall, then, slowly, her hand drops,
coming to rest upon her husband’s. He blinks once,
blankly, and then... enfolds her fingers in his.
Hermione lowers her arm and, eyes stinging with tears,
watches the PHOTOGRAPHS placed about the room begin to
CHANGE. One by one, Hermione DISAPPEARS from each.
HERMIONE
Goodbye.
5 EXT. STREET - LATE AFTERNOON (MOMENTS LATER, RAINING) 5
Clutching the beaded bag, Hermione moves down the
windswept street into the dying light. We BOOM UP TO the
sky, HOLD briefly, then BOOM DOWN TO...
6 EXT. FRONT YARD (THE BURROW) - DUSK 6
... RON, staring at the stars. He drops his gaze to the
house, studies GINNY and MRS. WEASLEY, aglow in the light
of the kitchen, watching them with affection, as if
committing them to memory. His gaze shifts to the
adjacent SHED. Inside, ARTHUR WEASLEY is bent over his
workbench.
7 INT. SHED - DUSK (MOMENTS LATER) 7
Mr. Weasley fiddles with a SMALL RADIO. Another halfdozen
-- in various stages of repair -- stand in a line
before him.
RON
What are those?
Mr. Weasley turns, sees Ron standing in the doorway.
ARTHUR WEASLEY
Close the door.
Ron eases inside and steps to the workbench. Mr. Weasley
turns the knob on the radio before him. STATIC spits
forth, then a VOICE comes clear:
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(CONTINUED)
RADIO (V.O.)
... comes to us this evening from
the north of England, where a
wizard family by the name of
Westinburgh were found dead in
their cellar. While not a member
of the Order, Mr. Westinburgh and
his wife had, on numerous
occasions, provided shelter for
its members...
Arthur switches off the radio. Gestures to the others.
ARTHUR WEASLEY
These are for the Order. So many
are on the run now, it helps them
to stay connected with the rest of
us. Know they’re not alone...
Ron studies his father’s weary face as the older man
stares at his handiwork. Places his hand upon his
shoulder.
RON
C’mon. Mum’s got dinner ready.
Arthur nods, pushes away from the bench and heads out the
door. Ron lingers briefly, studying the radio, then
follows his father into the night. We FADE. The TITLE
CARD appears... and we --
DISSOLVE TO:
8 EXT. NIGHT SKY 8
A scarlet moon. A speck -- a nightbird, or a bat --
framed in the moon’s surface, approaches rapidly, then --
WHOOSH! -- passes beneath. Far below, a sea of treetops
shift eerily.
9 EXT. MALFOY MANOR - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 9
We PLUMMET THROUGH the shifting trees TO a narrow moonlit
lane. A SHADOW ripples across the ground like a kite
made of water. A BOOT touches down upon the graveled
lane, then another. A cape flutters slowly down upon the
shoulders of a wizard, lank hair splayed across his windblown
collar. His head turns. Moonlight strikes his
pale face. SNAPE.
Moving. Up a wide drive, to a pair of wrought iron
gates. Beyond, a large manor that has seen better days.
A RUSTLING sounds. Snape wheels, draws his wand.
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(CONTINUED)
A PEACOCK, white as a ghost, emerges from the yew. Snape
eyes it warily, then lifts his hand. The iron gates turn
to smoke.
10 INT. MALFOY MANOR - ENTRYWAY - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 10
Fractured in the prism of a diamond-paned window, Snape
approaches. The front door glides open. As he enters,
dark eyes in torch-lit portraits track him from above.
11 INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 11
A door looms at the end of a hallway. Reaching it, Snape
hesitates for a heartbeat, then enters.
12 INT. DRAWING ROOM - SAME TIME - NIGHT 12
Two dozen figures sit silently at a large ornate table,
illuminated by the flickering light of a fireplace.
Snape studies the scene, then his eyes rise. Revolving
slowly near the ceiling, as if suspended by an invisible
rope, is an unconscious WOMAN (CHARITY BURBAGE).
VOLDEMORT
Severus. I was beginning to worry
you’d lost your way. Come. I’ve
saved you a seat.
VOLDEMORT grins, silhouetted against the fire, and
gestures to the seat nearest his own. All eyes follow
Snape, all except DRACO MALFOY, who nervously stares at
the body above and a haggard LUCIUS MALFOY, who merely
stares vaguely at his wand while his wife NARCISSA looks
straight ahead.
VOLDEMORT
You know our hosts, of course,
Severus. Narcissa in particular
has been most hospitable. Lucius,
on the other hand, is, I fear,
burdened by my presence. Are you,
Lucius?
LUCIUS
My lord?
VOLDEMORT
Are you burdened?
NARCISSA MALFOY
My lord is always welcome here.
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(CONTINUED)
Voldemort smiles, his eyes shifting to Snape, who watches
the great snake NAGINI as she slopes slowly over the feet
of those present, unnerving all.
VOLDEMORT
You bring news I trust, Severus?
SNAPE
It will happen Saturday next. At
nightfall.
VOLDEMORT
And this information comes --
SNAPE
-- from the source we discussed.
Yaxley, the wizard seen at the Ministry, leans into the
flickering light from the opposite end of the table.
YAXLEY
I have heard differently, my lord.
Dawlish, the Auror, let slip that
the Potter boy will not be moved
until the thirtieth of this month,
the night before he turns
seventeen.
SNAPE
This is a false trail. The Auror
Office no longer plays any part in
the protection of Harry Potter.
Those closest to him believe we
have infiltrated the Ministry.
SQUAT MAN
Well, they’ve got that right,
then, ‘aven’t they?
As the Squat Man cackles wheezily, others join in.
Voldemort raises a hand. All goes silent.
VOLDEMORT
Pius, what say you?
PIUS THICKNESSE looks up, his gaze placid.
THICKNESSE
One hears many things, my lord.
Whether the truth is among them is
not clear.
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(CONTINUED)
VOLDEMORT
Spoken like a true politician.
You will, I think, prove most
useful, Pius. Where will he be
taken? The boy?
SNAPE
To a safehouse. Likely the home
of someone in the Order. I’m told
it has been given every manner of
protection possible. Once there,
it will be impractical to attack
him. We may have compromised the
Ministry, but there are those who
remain loyal to him. As long as
the Ministry stands, his allies
within will have the means at
their disposal to insure his
safety.
BELLATRIX
My lord, if I might, I’d like to
volunteer myself for this task.
I’d like to kill the boy.
Just then a WAIL rises from the floorboards. Voldemort’s
eyes flash briefly with RED.
VOLDEMORT
Wormtail! Have I not spoken to
you about keeping our guest quiet?
WORMTAIL
Yes, m-my lord. Right away, my
lord.
As WORMTAIL scrambles up, Voldemort returns his gaze to
BELLATRIX.
VOLDEMORT
As inspiring as I find your
bloodlust, Bellatrix, I must be
the one to kill Harry Potter. But
I face an unfortunate
complication. It has recently
come to my attention that my wand
and Potter’s share the same core.
They are, in some ways, twins. We
can wound but not fatally harm one
another. Which means, if I am to
kill him... I will have to do it
with another’s wand.
The others at the table stir nervously. Bellatrix
stiffens. Voldemort’s narrow eyes rake the room.
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12 CONTINUED: (2) 12
(CONTINUED)
VOLDEMORT
Come now. Surely one of you would
like the honor? What about...
you, Lucius?
Lucius peers up, sallow and beaten.
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(CONTINUED)
VOLDEMORT
I require your wand.
Lucius sits mute, paralyzed by the request, scanning the
faces of the others, who avoid his gaze, all but Snape,
who regards him with naked contempt and Draco, whose eyes
meet his briefly, then glance away. Finally Narcissa’s
fingers lightly graze his wrist, summoning him back to
the moment. Turning, he watches as, almost
imperceptibly, she nods. Lowering his head, he ROLLS his
wand slowly across the table, where it stops at
Voldemort’s skeletal hand. Voldemort holds the wand to
the light.
VOLDEMORT
Do I detect elm?
LUCIUS
Yes, my lord.
VOLDEMORT
And the core?
LUCIUS
Dragon -- dragon heartstring.
Voldemort nods, getting a feel for the wand’s heft, then
his eyes shift, catch Lucius staring at the WAND on the
table -- Voldemort’s own.
VOLDEMORT
My wand? You can’t possibly think
I would give you my wand.
Lucius’ eyes meet Voldemort’s. For a moment he is
speechless. Finally his chin drops.
LUCIUS
No, my lord.
Voldemort studies Lucius’ bowed head, then returns his
attention to the wand in his hand. Raising it, he points
it at the body above. With a FLICK, the body awakens,
TWITCHING against its invisible bonds.
VOLDEMORT
For those of you who do not know,
we are joined tonight by Miss
Charity Burbage who until recently
taught at Hogwarts School of
Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her
specialty was Muggle studies. It
is Miss Burbage’s belief that
Muggles are not so different from
us.
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(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
She would, given her way, have us
mate with them. To her, the
mixture of magical and Muggle
blood is not an abomination but
something to be encouraged. I, of
course, take a contrary view. But
we’re all civilized here. All
adults. We can agree to disagree.
Charity’s tear-streaked face revolves once more to face
Snape, her voice hoarse with fear.
CHARITY
Severus, please. We’re friends...
Snape’s face remains impassive. Voldemort’s eyes narrow
to scarlet slits... his voice HISSES. Draco watches a
teardrop strike the table...
VOLDEMORT
Avada Kedavra!
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12 CONTINUED: (5) 12
VOLDEMORT (CONT'D)
(CONTINUED)
GREEN LIGHT envelops the room. Charity plummets to the
table, body still. Voldemort ponders the wand,
satisfied.
VOLDEMORT
Nagini... Dinner.
13 EXT. PRIVET DRIVE - DUSK 13
A blood-red sky hangs over the neighborhood.
14 INT. DURSLEY HOUSE - HARRY’S BEDROOM - SAME TIME - DUSK 14
An EYE shimmers in a SHARD of SILVERED GLASS. HARRY
POTTER’S eye. He tosses the mirror inside a LUMPY
RUCKSACK, than adds a LOCKET, a Daily Prophet CLIPPING
entitled “Dumbledore Remembered” (above which is a
PHOTOGRAPH of its author, ELPHIAS DOGE with DUMBLEDORE)
and a NOTEBOOK filled with scribblings on Horcruxes and,
in large block letters, the initials “R.A.B.” He gives
the rucksack a shake, then glances about to see if he’s
forgotten anything. The room looks as if it’s been
bottled up and shaken. Dresser drawers turned out, floor
covered in detritus.
UNCLE VERNON (O.S.)
Come now, Dudley. Hurry up!
Harry steps to the window, peers to the driveway below.
UNCLE VERNON rolls a large STEAMER TRUNK towards his car,
followed by DUDLEY, who tugs an equally large TRUNK of
his own. Harry speaks to HEDWIG.
HARRY
Time for the teary farewell.
15 INT. STAIRWELL/FRONT HALLWAY - DUSK (MOMENTS LATER) 15
Harry drops down the stairs. The house feels barren,
desolate. Aunt Petunia stands at the mouth of the
kitchen, looking around. Seeing her, Harry comes to a
stop.
AUNT PETUNIA
I’ve lived in this house twenty
years. And now -- in a single
night -- I’m expected to leave.
HARRY
They’ll torture you. Even Dudley.
If they think you know where I’m
going, they’ll stop at noth--
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(CONTINUED)
AUNT PETUNIA
You think I don’t know that? You
think I don’t know what they’re
capable of?
Her eyes pierce Harry’s.
AUNT PETUNIA
You didn’t just lose a mother that
night in Godric’s Hollow, you
know. I lost a sister.
Harry studies her, taken aback.
HARRY
Do you have any? Magic?
AUNT PETUNIA
What a cruel thing to ask.
16 EXT. PRIVET DRIVE - DUSK (MOMENTS LATER) 16
Uncle Vernon tests the strap binding the trunks to a
small TRAILER hitched to the back of the Dursley car,
then squints awkwardly at Harry.
UNCLE VERNON
Well, this is goodbye then, boy.
Harry, standing by the front door, nods, eyes Petunia,
who sits in the front passenger seat, a ghost behind the
glass.
DUDLEY
I don’t understand. Isn’t he
coming with us?
UNCLE VERNON
Who?
DUDLEY
Harry.
UNCLE VERNON
Absolutely not.
DUDLEY
Why?
UNCLE VERNON
Well, because -- he doesn’t want
to, do you, boy?
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(CONTINUED)
HARRY
Absolutely not. Besides, I’m just
a waste of space. Isn’t that
right, Vernon?
Uncle Vernon stares hard at Harry.
UNCLE VERNON
Come on, Dudley, we’re off.
Uncle Vernon starts for the car. Dudley hesitates, then
crosses the lawn to Harry, extends his hand.
DUDLEY
I don’t think you’re a waste of
space.
HARRY
Well... thanks.
Harry grips Dudley’s hand, then watches his cousin turn
and lope back across the lawn.
HARRY
(under his breath)
See you, Big D.
17 INT. DURSLEY HOUSE - BOTTOM FLOOR - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 17
Harry stands, rucksack over his shoulder, Hedwig’s cage
in hand. Somewhere, nearby, a CLOCK TICKS. Otherwise,
all is still. Utterly quiet. He glances about the
house, full of shadows, like ghosts. His eyes burn with
bitterness.
HARRY
Good riddance.
His eyes shift. The last rays of sunlight lay, like a
stain, upon a SMALL CUPBOARD DOOR below the stairs. He
lets the rucksack slip from his shoulder. Sets down the
cage.
18 INT. CUPBOARD UNDERNEATH THE STAIRS - SAME TIME - NIGHT 18
The door opens. Harry’s face appears. Motes of dust
dance before his eyes. He peers into the shadows, into
his past. A DEAD SPIDER hangs within an ancient web. A
REGIMENT of TOY SOLDIERS -- broken and draped with dust
-- line a listing shelf. As the SUN withdraws from the
hallway, a tremor passes through Harry’s face and then...
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16 CONTINUED: 16
(CONTINUED)
A TREMENDOUS ROAR murders the silence, the roar of a
MOTOR BIKE. Harry straightens -- half-believing he’s
dreamed it into existence -- and STRIKES his head on the
low door frame.
19 INT. HALLWAY/KITCHEN - SAME TIME - NIGHT 19
Harry pelts down the dark hall as OPAQUE SHAPES race past
the windows. He trips past Hedwig’s cage, sending it
WOBBLING and flings open the front door.
20 EXT. FRONT DOOR - CONTINUOUS ACTION - NIGHT 20
HERMIONE flings her arms around Harry. RON gives him a
clap on the back. Others emerge from the shadows: FRED,
GEORGE, BILL, FLEUR, TONKS, LUPIN, ARTHUR WEASLEY, MADEYE
MOODY, KINGSLEY SHACKLEBOLT and a small, dirty,
hangdog man, MUNDUNGUS FLETCHER. Lastly, HAGRID
dismounts a MOTORBIKE, strips a pair of fly-specked
goggles from his face and yanks a SMALL TWITTERING BIRD
from his beard.
HAGRID
All righ’, ‘arry? Yeh look fit.
MAD-EYE
Yeah, he’s ruddy gorgeous. What
say we get undercover before
someone murders him.
21 INT. SITTING ROOM/KITCHEN - NIGHT 21
Everyone spills down the hallway into the sitting room.
HARRY
I thought you were looking after
the Prime Minister, Kingsley.
SHACKLEBOLT
You’re more important.
Harry grins, then a tall, red-headed man (BILL WEASLEY)
is before him, hand extended. His face is horribly
SCARRED.
BILL
Hello, Harry. Bill Weasley.
FRED
Wasn’t always this handsome.
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(CONTINUED)
GEORGE
Dead ugly.
BILL
(smiling; to Harry)
True enough. Owe it all to a
werewolf by name of Greyback.
Hope to repay the favor one day.
FLEUR
(a kiss to the cheek)
You are still beautiful to me,
William.
LUPIN
Just remember, Fleur, once you’re
married: Bill takes his steaks on
the raw side now.
TONKS
My husband, the joker. By the
way, wait until you hear the news!
Remus and I are --
MAD-EYE
All right, all right! You’ll all
have time for a cozy catch-up
later! We’ve got to get the hell
out of here and soon!
Moody drops some SACKS at his feet. Turns to Harry.
MAD-EYE
Potter, you’re underage, which
means you’ve still got the Trace
on you.
HARRY
The Trace?
MAD-EYE
You sneeze and the Ministry will
know who wipes your nose. Point
is, we have to use those means of
transport the Trace can’t detect:
brooms, thestrals and the like.
We’ll go in pairs. That way if
anyone’s out there waiting for us
-- and I reckon there will be --
they won’t know which Harry Potter
is the real one.
HARRY
The real one...?
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21 CONTINUED: 21
(CONTINUED)
Moody draws a FLASK from his cloak.
MAD-EYE
I believe you’re familiar with
this particular brew.
HARRY
No! Absolutely not!
HERMIONE
(a sigh)
I told you he’d take it well.
HARRY
If you think I’m going to let
people risk their lives for me --
RON
Never done that before, have we?
HARRY
This is different. Taking that.
Becoming me -- no.
FRED
Well, none of us really fancy it,
mate.
GEORGE
Yeah, imagine if something went
wrong and we were stuck as
scrawny, specky gits forever.
MAD-EYE
Everyone here’s of age, Potter,
and they’ve all agreed to take the
risk.
MUNDUNGUS
Technically, I’ve been coerced.
(turning to Harry and
extending his hand)
Mundungus Fletcher, Mr. Potter.
I’ve always been a huge admirer.
MAD-EYE
Nip it, Mundungus! All right,
Granger, as discussed.
Hermione grabs a tuft of Harry’s hair -- yanks.
HARRY
Blimey, Hermione!
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21 CONTINUED: (2) 21
(CONTINUED)
MAD-EYE
Straight in here, if you please.
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21 CONTINUED: (3) 21
(CONTINUED)
Moody holds out the flask, un-stoppered now. The potion
inside begins to spit forth smoke. He hands it to
George.
MAD-EYE
For those of you who haven’t taken
Polyjuice Potion before, fair
warning. It tastes like goblin
piss.
FRED
Have a lot of experience with
that, do you, Mad-Eye?
Moody’s eye rotates menacingly onto Fred.
FRED
Just trying to defuse the tension.
Fred takes the flask from George, followed by Ron,
Hermione, Fleur and a less than overjoyed Mundungus. He
scowls as the potion trickles past his lips and seconds
later, his features -- like those of the others -- begin
to bubble like hot wax. As the transformation completes,
seven Harry Potters stand in the tiny kitchen.
FRED/GEORGE
Wow -- we’re identical!
MAD-EYE
Not yet you aren’t.
Moody pulls the ties on the SACKS and pulls out SEVEN
IDENTICAL OUTFITS.
GEORGE
Don’t have something a bit more
sporty, do you?
FRED
Yes, don’t fancy this color at
all.
MAD-EYE
Fancy this: You’re not you, so
shut it and strip.
(to Harry)
You’ll need to change too, Potter.
Harry, a bit self-consciously, begins to strip down. The
others, meanwhile, appear unconcerned to be exposing
Harry’s body.
FLEUR
Bill, look away -- I’m ‘ideous.
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(CONTINUED)
RON
(smirking)
I knew Ginny was lying about that
tattoo.
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21 CONTINUED: (5) 21
(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
(wobbling a bit)
Harry, your eyesight really is
awful.
MAD-EYE
Blimey. I almost forgot.
Mad-Eye rummages in his pocket, pulls out a fistful of
EYE-GLASSES.
MAD-EYE
Right then. We’ll be pairing off.
Each Potter will have a protector.
As for you, Harry...
ALL
Yes?
MAD-EYE
The real Harry! Where the devil
are you, anyway?
HARRY
Here.
Moody’s eye rotates onto the real Harry.
MAD-EYE
You’ll ride with Hagrid.
HAGRID
Brought yeh here sixteen years ago
when you were barely bigger than a
Bowtruckle. Seems only righ’ I
should be the one ter take yeh
away.
MAD-EYE
Yeah, it’s all very touching.
Let’s go.
As they file out, grabs his rucksack and ponders Hedwig
in her cage. He snaps open the wire door and she
flutters out, swoops down the hallway and soars out the
open door. Harry glances once more down the hall, at the
cupboard under the stairs, then exits. He HOLD ON
Hedwig’s empty cage.
22 EXT. PRIVET DRIVE - NIGHT 22
The other six Harrys sit upon thestrals and brooms.
Hagrid sits astride a motorbike, goggles on.
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21 CONTINUED: (6) 21
(CONTINUED)
As the real Harry appears, Hagrid taps the sidecar and
Harry drops in.
MAD-EYE
Good luck, everyone. On the count
of three. One... two --
Hagrid kicks the motorbike to life, lurches forward.
Hedwig swoops upward and beats toward the greasy moon.
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22 CONTINUED: 22
(CONTINUED)
As Hagrid roars into the sky, Harry twists round,
watching one Harry Potter after another whip past,
watching Privet Drive grow smaller, his eyes stinging in
the wind, briefly lost in the moment, when...
23 EXT. SKY - SAME TIME - NIGHT 23
... a DISTURBANCE FILLS THE AIR. Harry turns away, looks
up. DEATH EATERS drop from the clouds, surround the
others. FLASHES of GREEN LIGHT splinter the darkness.
Sparks explode on the bike’s chassis and Hagrid HOWLS in
fury.
HARRY
Hagrid! We’ve got to help the
others!
HAGRID
Can’t do it, ‘arry. My job’s ter
get you where we’re goin’ safe ‘n
sound -- Mad-Eye’s orders!
Before Harry can reply, FOUR DEATH EATERS jet out of the
darkness, robes snapping in the wind. As one, their
wands rise. Hagrid slams his hand onto a PURPLE BUTTON.
With an EAR-SHATTERING BLAST, the motorbike quivers and
FLAMES BELCH from the exhaust pipe. The Death Eaters
SCREAM, robes afire, and pinwheel away, freefalling
towards the earth.
HARRY
What was that?
HAGRID
Dragon fire!
More DEATH EATERS SWOOP from the sky, give chase. Hagrid
DIVES, plummeting for the ground, trying desperately to
shake them. Harry watches the earth rushing towards
them, grimacing as the bike...
24 EXT. MOTORWAY - CONTINUOUS ACTION - NIGHT 24
... SLAMS onto the asphalt and slaloms wildly as
Hagrid...
25 INT. TUNNEL - CONTINUOUS ACTION - NIGHT 25
... roars into a tunnel, the Death Eaters still in
pursuit. Hagrid leans wildly from side to side, eluding
the flashes of light from the Death Eaters’ wands.
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22 CONTINUED: (2) 22
(CONTINUED)
Sparks skitter off the tunnel and shower down as the
sidecar rides up into the air repeatedly, then slams down
onto the roadway. Harry glances back, sees the Death
Eaters closing when LIGHT FILLS THE TUNNEL and HAGRID
ROARS. Turning back, Harry sees a HUGE LORRY rushing
towards them. As the HEADLIGHTS GROW LARGE, Hagrid
steers the motorbike directly into them -- then past --
and up the rounded side of the tunnel. The motorbike
loops-the-loop and Harry dangles briefly, watching --
upside down -- as two Death Eaters fly smack into the
lorry -- before the motorbike comes round right side up,
shoots out...
26 EXT. SKY - CONTINUOUS ACTION - NIGHT 26
... of the tunnel and soars back into the starry sky.
Hagrid and Harry soar higher, the air CRACKLING with
ELECTRICITY as...
27 EXT. PYLONS - CONTINUOUS ACTION - NIGHT 27
... MASSIVE ELECTRICAL PYLONS appear in the darkness. As
Hagrid weaves through the towers, a gang of Death Eaters
jet INTO VIEW. Harry fires a volley of Stunning Spells,
sending a pair of Death Eaters into the SIZZLING wires
where they dangle briefly, spasming, before plummeting
into the darkness. Harry fires again and watches two
others take evasive measures... unaware of the Death
Eater closing in from behind. Finally he turns. The
Death Eater grins, wand twitching, when...
Hedwig swoops down, flaying the Death Eater’s wand hand.
Harry grins triumphantly when... a mad volley of WAND
BLASTS ricochet off the motorbike and Hedwig is gone.
Harry glances about desperately, when:
DEATH EATER
That’s him! The real one!
The remaining Death Eaters fall back and disappear.
HAGRID
Hol’ tight, ‘arry! We’ve got ter
get yeh out of here!
Hagrid hits the purple button again and the motorbike
rockets forth. Harry gazes bleakly behind... then
winces, eyes rolling back in his head. Gripping his
scar, he squints toward the horizon and sees something
closing on them. It looks like smoke, then begins to
take shape.
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25 CONTINUED: 25
(CONTINUED)
Voldemort. Flying. Slowly, Harry raises his wand.
HARRY
Hagrid... HAGRID...!
Harry lets out a primal scream, his eyes clenched shut in
pain, his wand hand trembling as he points it blindly.
Voldemort’s snake-like face draws near, his wand trained
on Harry. Harry’s arm goes slack, his wand dropping...
VOLDEMORT
Avada...
Abruptly, Harry’s arm rises as if on a string, drawn up
by the wand trembling in his hand. GOLD FIRE spits forth
and -- Crack! -- SPARKS skitter up the chassis of the
motorbike. Harry wheels and -- for a split second -- is
face to face with Voldemort, whose eyes drift, staring --
with something like fear -- at Harry’s wand. Then --
whoosh! -- Voldemort peels backward and away, evaporating
like smoke. Just then...
... the motorbike’s engine HICCUPS and Hagrid and Harry
begin to drop. PUTT... PUTT... PUTT...
28 EXT. THE BURROW - SAME TIME - NIGHT 28
The motorbike splashes down into the reeds, sputters,
then cuts out altogether in a SMOKING HISSSSS. Harry
glances about. A door opens in a crooked house. TWO
SILHOUETTES appear, dash forward -- MRS. WEASLEY and
GINNY.
MRS. WEASLEY
Harry! Hagrid! What happened?!
Have you seen the others?
HARRY
Is no one back yet?
He looks from Mrs. Weasley to Ginny. Ginny shakes her
head.
HAGRID
They were on us from the star’,
Molly -- the Death Eaters. And
You-Know-Who as well.
Molly Weasley’s face betrays panic, but she fights it
back.
MRS. WEASLEY
Well, thank goodness you two are
all right.
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27 CONTINUED: 27
(CONTINUED)
HAGRID
Haven’t go’ any brandy, have yeh,
Molly? Fer medicinal purposes?
She nods, leads him toward the house. Once out of
earshot, Harry turns expectantly to Ginny. She looks
frightened.
GINNY
Ron and Tonks should’ve already
been back. Dad and Fred as well.
Suddenly, several yards away, a BLUE LIGHT burns in the
darkness. Harry and Ginny rush towards it just as Lupin
materializes, cradling an unconscious “Harry,” clothes
torn, head awash in BLOOD. Harry takes in the surreal
tableau, then watches “himself” transform into George,
who bears the true damage. Ginny’s hands fly to her
face.
GINNY
Oh my God! George!
LUPIN
The house! Quickly!
29 INT. WEASLEY HOUSE - SITTING ROOM - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 29
Lupin and Harry drop George onto the sofa, where his head
rolls into the lamplight, the blood more shocking here.
Molly Weasley screams. George’s ear is gone.
MRS. WEASLEY
My boy! My darling boy! What’ve
they done to you?!
Harry looks on miserably -- anger and guilt clashing
within him -- when Lupin grabs a fistful of his shirt and
hurls him against the wall.
GINNY
Remus! What’re you doing!
LUPIN
What creature sat in the corner
the first time that Harry Potter
visited my office at Hogwarts!
HARRY
Are you mad...?
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28 CONTINUED: 28
(CONTINUED)
LUPIN
WHAT CREATURE!
HARRY
A grindylow!
Lupin releases Harry, turns back to the others.
LUPIN
We’ve been betrayed. Voldemort
knew you were being moved tonight.
I had to make sure you weren’t an
imposter.
HARRY
Who did this to him?
LUPIN
Snape.
(nodding to George)
He’ll be fine, Molly. But that’s
Dark Magic. The damage is done.
She simply nods, weeping, dabbing at George’s face. A
blue glow glimmers against the window, where Hagrid
stands.
HAGRID
Someone else is back.
30 EXT. YARD (THE BURROW) - NIGHT (SECONDS LATER) 30
Hermione and Kingsley stand together, looking shaken. As
the others rush forward, Kingsley points his wand at
Lupin.
SHACKLEBOLT
The last words Albus Dumbledore
spoke to the pair of us?
LUPIN
‘Harry is the best hope we have.
Trust him.’
Shacklebolt lowers his wand, wheels on Harry.
SHACKLEBOLT
What gave you away?
HARRY
Hedwig -- I think. She was trying
to protect me --
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29 CONTINUED: 29
(CONTINUED)
Just then, the yard glows with BLUE LIGHT and one pair
after another materialize: Fred & Mr. Weasley, Bill &
Fleur, Ron & Tonks. Ron is still “Harry,” but Hermione
doesn’t hesitate, enveloping him in a fierce hug. As he
transforms back into his own battle-weary self, he looks
mildly abashed to be in such close proximity to Hermione.
RON
Hey ya -- Well... thanks.
TONKS
Deserves that. Brilliant, he was.
Wouldn’t be standing here without
him.
HERMIONE
Really?
RON
(breaking free of
her)
Always the tone of surprise.
ARTHUR WEASLEY
Are we the last? Where’s George?
Suddenly... silence. Mr. Weasley eyes all, turns to
Lupin.
ARTHUR WEASLEY
Remus. Where’s my son?
31 INT. WEASLEY HOUSE - SITTING ROOM - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 31
Arthur Weasley, trailed by the others, stops dead. Molly
looks up, her face saying it all. Fred comes up on his
father’s shoulder, eyes stinging with tears as he sees
his brother. As if sensing them, George stirs.
FRED
How do you feel, Georgie?
GEORGE
Saint-like.
FRED
Come again?
George opens his eyes, lifts a blood-crusted finger, and
points to the dark cavity in the side of his skull.
GEORGE
Saint-like... You see, I’m holy.
Holey, Fred, geddit?
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30 CONTINUED: 30
(CONTINUED)
FRED
With the whole wide world of earrelated
humor at your disposal,
you go for holey? Pathetic.
GEORGE
Reckon I’m still better-looking
than you. Better-looking than
Bill, that’s for sure.
Bill doesn’t smile. Next to him, Fleur looks equally
grim.
BILL
Mad-Eye’s dead.
The room goes still.
BILL
Mundungus took one look at
Voldemort and Disapparated.
LUPIN
Mad-Eye reckoned You-Know-Who
would expect the real Harry to be
with the most skilled Auror. He
knew he’d be in the most danger.
ARTHUR WEASLEY
It doesn’t explain how they knew
we were moving Harry tonight.
The room grows quiet. Eyes shift.
HAGRID
Wha’? One of us? Tha’s mad. I’d
wager me life it wasn’ none of you
lot. An’ if it was me I’d kno’,
wouldn’ I? Talk in me sleep on
occasion, I’ll admit, but there’s
only Fang aroun’ ter hear an’
mostly it’s gibberish an’ besides
I’d cut me tongue out ‘fore ‘d
betray ‘arry e’en in me dreams --
Hagrid stops, blinking miserably. Suddenly, all smile.
HAGRID
Wha’s so funny!
HARRY
I trust you with my life, Hagrid.
I trust everyone in this room.
Understood?
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31 CONTINUED: 31
(CONTINUED)
LUPIN
Understood.
GEORGE
‘Ear, ‘ear.
Fred nods approvingly to his brother.
FRED
Better.
32 OMITTED 32
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31 CONTINUED: (2) 31
33 INT. RON’S ROOM - NIGHT (LATER) 33
Shadows cling to the ceiling. Harry tosses fitfully,
something bedeviling his sleep. Suddenly, his SCAR
CONTRACTS. He GRIMACES.
VOLDEMORT (V.O.)
You lied to me, Ollivander!
34 INT. MALFOY MANOR - CELLAR - NIGHT 34
At the bottom of a run of rotting wooden stairs, Wormtail
props up an emaciated OLLIVANDER.
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(CONTINUED)
In the cracked surface of a TALL MIRROR, we see Voldemort
reflected at the top of the stairs -- an angry
silhouette.
OLLIVANDER
No! No! I believed a different
wand would work, I swear!
VOLDEMONT
Then explain this!
Voldemort extends his skeletal fingers. Lucius Malfoy’s
wand lies shattered upon his ghostly skin.
OLLIVANDER
But it makes no sense...
VOLDEMORT
Perhaps our friend’s loyalties lie
elsewhere, Wormtail.
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34 CONTINUED: 34
(CONTINUED)
OLLIVANDER
No! There must be a way! I’ll
think of something else!
VOLDEMONT
I hope so, Ollivander, for your
sake. I won’t be so forgiving
next time...
35 INT. RON’S ROOM - CONTINUOUS ACTION - NIGHT 35
Harry awakens with a GASP, eyes flashing in the darkness.
He eyes the shadows above him, then looks down at his
hand where his wand glimmers in the moonlight.
35A INT. STAIRCASE - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 35A
Rucksack slung over his shoulder, Harry picks his way
softly down the spiraling steps, past silent doorways,
slipping in and out of shadow.
35B EXT. YARD - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 35B
Harry emerges into the night, shifting the rucksack as he
eyes the reeds shifting eerily in the darkness.
RON (O.S.)
Going somewhere?
Harry stiffens, turns to meet Ron’s accusatory gaze, then
continues on.
HARRY
No one else is going to die. Not
for me.
RON
For you? You think Madeye died
for you? You think George took
that curse for you? You may be
the Chosen One, mate, but this is
a whole lot bigger than that.
Harry stares at Ron. The air is tense.
HARRY
Come with me. Now.
RON
And leave Hermione? Are you mad?
We wouldn’t last two days without
her.
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34 CONTINUED: (2) 34
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
(glancing around)
Don’t tell her I said that.
(back to Harry)
Besides, you’ve still got the
Trace on you. And there’s the
wedding...
HARRY
Wedding?
RON
Bill and Fleur. Mum’s been
planning it for months. Only
thing that’s kept her sane, I
reckon. She’ll kill me if I miss
it. Kill you too. Rather go face
to face with You-Know-Who if I’m
honest.
Ron tries a smile, but Harry looks foul.
HARRY
I don’t care about a bloody
wedding -- no matter whose it is.
I have to start searching for the
Horcruxes. It’s the only chance
we have to beat him. And the
longer we wait the stronger he
gets.
Ron just stares at Harry, calm, poised.
RON
Tonight’s not the night, mate.
You’d only be doing him a favor.
Harry stares at Ron -- incensed by his cool demeanor and
common sense. Finally, he turns away, tosses the
rucksack in frustration. For a moment they stand like
this, Harry’s back to Ron. Silent. Finally Ron speaks.
RON
Do you think he knows?
Harry turns his head halfway, but doesn’t speak.
RON
I mean, they’re bits of his soul,
the Horcruxes. Bits of him. When
Dumbledore destroyed the ring and
you destroyed Tom Riddle’s diary
all those years ago -- he must’ve
felt something right?
Harry ponders this, but remains silent.
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35B CONTINUED: 35B
RON (CONT'D)
(CONTINUED)
RON
What I’m saying is, if we do this
thing right, if we find the
Horcruxes and begin to destroy
them one by one...
Harry waits.
RON
Won’t he know he’s being hunted?
Still Harry says nothing. Silence descends once more,
then:
ARTHUR WEASLEY (O.S.)
All together now!
36 EXT. WEASLEY HOUSE - ORCHARD - MORNING 36
Bird’s-eye view: An ENORMOUS CIRCLE of SILK lies flat
upon the ground. As Hagrid looks on, Arthur, Bill, Ron
and Fred stand on its periphery, wands poised.
ARTHUR WEASLEY
One. Two. Three!
The silk rises, pitching itself into a perfect wedding
marquee, trembling wondrously in the morning breeze...
then collapses.
37 INT. KITCHEN - MORNING (SECONDS LATER) 37
The DAILY PROPHET lies in f.g., HEADLINE SCREAMING:
“DUMBLEDORE’S DARK SECRETS.” We HEAR FOOTSTEPS descend
the stairs... then Harry’s blurry figure steps INTO FOCUS
and takes the paper for a closer inspection.
RITA SKEETER grins up at him, holding a BOOK entitled The
Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore. A bit further down,
another headline: “Think You Know Dumbledore? Think
Again!”
GINNY (O.S.)
Were you going to tell me?
Harry turns, finds Ginny in the doorway in a beautiful
dress.
HARRY
Yes.
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35B CONTINUED: (2) 35B
(CONTINUED)
GINNY
And Ron and Hermione. They’ll not
be going back to Hogwarts either?
Harry stares at her. She looks excruciatingly beautiful
in the light streaming through the window.
GINNY
I see.
HARRY
Dumbledore didn’t want anyone to
know what it is we’re doing. If I
tell you, I’d be betraying him.
GINNY
Zip me up, will you.
She turns. The dress is open to the small of her back.
Harry steps forward and takes the zipper. As the panels
close, concealing her skin, his fingers linger at the
top, lightly brushing the nape of her neck. They stand
like this, utterly still, the moment fraught.
GINNY
Seems silly, doesn’t it? A
wedding. Given everything that’s
going on.
HARRY
Maybe that’s the best reason to
have it. Because of everything
that’s going on.
Her chin turns, coming into profile, her face very close.
Then she folds into him and they are kissing. Long.
Deep.
George wanders in brushing his teeth, pours himself a cup
of tea and, sticking the toothbrush in his ear-hole,
leans back against the stove for a sip. Ginny -- sensing
something -- opens her eyes and JUMPS. Harry wheels.
George winks, tips his cup in their direction.
GEORGE
Morning.
38 EXT. ORCHARD - SAME TIME - MORNING 38
Arthur stands looking at the marquee from his POV:
perfect.
ARTHUR WEASLEY
How’s it look on your end, boys?
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37 CONTINUED: 37
(CONTINUED)
Ron and Fred look: bent, mangled.
FRED
Brilliant!
Just then, the silk snaps and the trees in the
surrounding orchard shiver in a rush of wind. Everyone
steps clear of the marquee and watches a TALL WIZARD with
GRIZZLED HAIR and SCARRED CHEEK materialize. RUFUS
SCRIMGEOUR.
GEORGE
Bloody hell, what’s the Minister
of Magic doing here?
RON
Dunno. But something tells me he
didn’t come to give away the
bride.
39 INT. WEASLEY HOUSE - SITTING ROOM - MOMENTS LATER 39
Harry enters, trailed by Ron and Hermione. Scrimgeour
gestures the trio to the sofa. Harry eyes Scrimgeour
with thinly concealed contempt.
HARRY
To what do we owe the pleasure,
Minister?
SCRIMGEOUR
I think we both know the answer to
that question, Mr. Potter.
Scrimgeour pitches a CLOTH BAG onto the table before
them. The trio regard it curiously, exchange glances.
HARRY
And this would be...?
SCRIMGEOUR
Don’t be coy, Mr. Potter. Mr.
Weasley. Would you say you were
close to your former Headmaster?
RON
Dumbledore? And me? I dunno. I
reckon I was just another Weasley
to him. He was always polite --
SCRIMGEOUR
And you, Miss Granger? How would
you characterize your
relationship?
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38 CONTINUED: 38
(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
We were friendly, not close like
Harry, but --
HARRY
What’s this all about?
SCRIMGEOUR
This. Despite the fact that
neither of your friends appear to
have been particularly close to
their recently deceased
Headmaster, he saw fit to remember
them in his will. Now why do you
suppose that would be?
Harry, Ron and Hermione exchange glances again.
HARRY
No idea.
SCRIMGEOUR
Come now, you don’t expect me to
believe...
Scrimgeour reaches into his cloak, removes a SCROLL OF
PARCHMENT. READS:
SCRIMGEOUR
‘Herein is set forth the Last Will
and Testament of Albus Percival
Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. First,
to Ronald Bilius Weasley, I leave
my Deluminator, a device of my own
making, in the hope that -- when
things seem most dark -- it will
show him the light.’
Scrimgeour removes a SMALL SILVER OBJECT from the bag.
RON
Dumbledore left this? For me?
Brilliant. Er -- what is it?
Ron CLICKS it and all the light rushes from the lamps
into the Deluminator, throwing the room into total
darkness. He CLICKS it again and light flies back to the
lamps.
RON
Wicked.
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39 CONTINUED: 39
(CONTINUED)
SCRIMGEOUR
‘To Miss Hermione Jean Granger, I
leave my copy of The Tales of
Beedle the Bard, in the hope that
she will find it entertaining and
instructive.’
Scrimgeour reaches into the bag once again and retrieves
a SMALL BOOK, its binding stained and peeling in places.
RON
Mum used to read me those! The
Wizard and the Hopping Pot,
Babbitty Rabbity and her Cackling
Stump...
Harry and Hermione stare blankly at him.
RON
Oh, c’mon! Beedle’s stories are
famous! Babbity Rabbitty? No...?
Scrimgeour eyes Ron with mild annoyance, continues.
SCRIMGEOUR
‘To Harry James Potter, I leave
the Snitch he caught in his first
Quidditch match at Hogwarts, as a
reminder of the rewards of
perseverance and skill.
Scrimgeour places the tiny golden orb onto Harry’s palm,
where it glimmers dully. Harry studies it, then looks
up.
HARRY
That’s it then?
SCRIMGEOUR
Not quite. Dumbledore left you a
second bequest: The Sword of
Godric Gryffindor. Unfortunately,
the Sword of Gryffindor was not
Dumbledore’s to give away. As an
important historical artifact, it
belongs...
HERMIONE
To Harry! It belongs to Harry!
It chose him! It came to him in
the Chamber of Secrets when he
most needed it!
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39 CONTINUED: (2) 39
(CONTINUED)
SCRIMGEOUR
The sword may present itself to
any worthy Gryffindor, Miss
Granger. That does not make it
that wizard’s property. And in
any event the current whereabouts
of the sword are unknown.
HARRY
Excuse me?
SCRIMGEOUR
The sword is missing.
(before Harry can
pursue)
I won’t pretend to be your friend,
Mr. Potter. But I assure you I’m
not your enemy.
HARRY
You’ll forgive me, Minister. But
it’s a little hard to tell the
difference these days.
SCRIMGEOUR
Dumbledore said something very
similar the last time we spoke.
Scrimgeour gazes out the window, eyes haunted.
HERMIONE
Where is your guard, sir?
SCRIMGEOUR
I came alone. I don’t really need
them anymore...
He turns then, exits. MUSIC IS HEARD and LAUGHTER...
40 INT./EXT. MARQUEE - NIGHT (HOURS LATER) 40
The wedding party is in full swing. Harry, in dress
robes, stands on the periphery, absently FINGERING THE
SNITCH as Bill and Fleur twirl madly within a clapping
circle of well-wishers. Harry’s gaze drifts: to Ginny,
laughing as Fred and George rush the dance floor, briefly
sweep Fleur away from Bill, then begin to dance with each
other; to Hermione, stunning in black silk: to Ron, who
ignores all, his eyes focused entirely on Hermione.
Far across the garden, Hagrid wends through the tables in
his horrible hairy suit and presents a SLICE OF CAKE to a
pleased OLYMPE MAXIME.
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39 CONTINUED: (3) 39
(CONTINUED)
Nearby, Tonks, hand to her belly, leans forward and
WHISPERS something to Mrs. Weasley, who reacts with happy
surprise. Harry studies Tonks’ belly...
LUPIN (O.S.)
We want you to be the godfather.
Harry turns, sees Lupin standing behind, staring at Tonks
with affection. As his eyes shift to Harry, Harry
sputters:
HARRY
You mean -- But that’s brilliant --
I... don’t know what to say.
LUPIN
Say yes.
Lupin grins, claps Harry on the shoulder and hikes off
into the darkness, joining the WIZARDS STANDING GUARD in
the garden’s deepest shadows. Harry looks back to Tonks,
then notices a slight, TUFTY-HAIRED WIZARD (ELPHIAS DOGE)
sitting alone at a table just beyond her.
LUNA
Hello, Harry!
LUNA LOVEGOOD approaches in the company of a cross-eyed
wizard (XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD) with shoulder-length white
hair the texture of candy floss. Both wear robes the
color of egg yolk.
LUNA
Oh, I’ve interrupted a deep
thought, haven’t I? I can see it
growing smaller in your eyes.
HARRY
No, ‘course not. How are you,
Luna?
LUNA
Very well. I was bitten by a
garden gnome only moments ago.
She holds up her finger, which is sheathed in blood.
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
Gnome saliva is enormously
beneficial! Xenophilius Lovegood.
We live just over the hill!
HARRY
Nice to meet you, sir.
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40 CONTINUED: 40
(CONTINUED)
Lovegood suddenly leans close, WHISPERS FIERCELY:
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
I trust you know, Mr. Potter, that
we at The Quibbler, unlike those
toadies at the Daily Prophet,
fully supported Dumbledore during
his lifetime and in his death
support you just as fully.
LUNA
Come, Daddy. Harry doesn’t want
to talk to us right now. He’s
just too nice to say so.
Lovegood’s eyes burn with righteousness, a TRIANGULAR EYE
dangling from a chain around his neck. As Luna pulls him
away, Harry glances once again across the garden.
NEW ANGLE - MOMENTS LATER
ELPHIAS DOGE sits alone, smiling absently as he observes
the happy goings-on. Then:
HARRY
Sir? May I sit down?
ELPHIAS DOGE
Mr. Potter! By all means!
In a nervous flutter, Doge pours Harry a goblet of
champagne.
HARRY
I found what you wrote in the
Daily Prophet very moving, sir. I
take it you knew Professor
Dumbledore well?
ELPHIAS DOGE
I certainly knew him the longest,
if you don’t count his brother
Aberforth -- and somehow, people
never do seem to count Aberforth.
HARRY
I never even knew he had a
brother, sir.
ELPHIAS DOGE
Yes, well, Dumbledore was always
very private. Even as a boy.
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40 CONTINUED: (2) 40
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
Sir, I was wondering if you’d had
much contact with him before he
died.
ELPHIAS DOGE
The occasional owl. Though it was
strange...
HARRY
Strange, sir?
ELPHIAS DOGE
It was the owls themselves. They
often arrived in distress. It was
clear they’d traveled great
distances in some cases.
HARRY
Could you tell me from where
they’d come, sir?
ELPHIAS DOGE
I’m afraid not. Albus’ messages
mostly referenced our days
together as schoolboys. They were
surprisingly intimate. When he
did speak of his current
activities his words would turn
elliptical. Still, I sensed he
was under great stress. Why do
you ask?
HARRY
Just curious. I was... close to
Professor Dumbledore.
ELPHIAS DOGE
Well, he treasured you, Mr.
Potter, I can attest to that. I
can also tell you that when a
person passes, it’s only natural
to rue the things left unsaid, to
regret the question never asked.
I knew Albus nigh on 100 years,
but in many ways he will always
remain a riddle even to me.
WOMAN (O.S.)
Don’t despair, Elphias. I’m told
he’s been thoroughly unriddled by
Rita Skeeter. In 800 pages no
less.
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40 CONTINUED: (3) 40
(CONTINUED)
Harry and Doge turn, study the profile of an ANCIENT
WITCH (MURIEL) sitting at an adjacent table, a glass of
champagne cradled in the bony fingers of one hand.
ELPHIAS DOGE
That woman is a vulture, Muriel,
and you well know it.
MURIEL
Someone has to pick the bones to
get at the truth. I read your
obituary, Elphias. Lovely. But
you did skate over some of the
sticky patches in Dumbledore’s
life.
ELPHIAS DOGE
I’m sorry you think so, Muriel. I
assure you I was writing from the
heart.
MURIEL
Yes, well, Rita Skeeter hasn’t
made that mistake, I’m sure. Word
has it someone talked to her,
someone who knew the Dumbledore
family well. You and I both know
who that is, Elphias.
ELPHIAS DOGE
A monstrous betrayal. I can only
conclude the rumors are true and
that she has become untethered.
HARRY
Who are you talking about?
MURIEL
Well, I don’t suppose it’ll be a
secret once the book comes out.
(relishing the
moment)
Bathilda Bagshot.
HARRY
Who?
MURIEL
Who? Bathilda Bagshot! My god,
boy, she’s only the most
celebrated magical historian of
the last century. Don’t they read
History of Magic at Hogwarts
anymore?
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40 CONTINUED: (4) 40
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
Oh, right. Slipped my mind...
MURIEL
She knew the Dumbledores as well
as anyone. She’d have letters,
perhaps an interesting photograph
or two. I’m sure Rita Skeeter
would have thought it well worth a
trip to Godric’s Hollow to take a
peek into that old bird’s rattled
cage.
HARRY
Godric’s Hollow? Bathilda Bagshot
lives in Godric’s Hollow?
MURIEL
For years now. That’s where she
first met Dumbledore.
HARRY
Excuse me? You don’t mean to say
Dumbledore lived there too?
MURIEL
Of course. The family moved there
after his father killed those
three Muggles. It was quite the
scandal.
(eyeing him)
Honestly, my boy, are you sure you
knew him at all?
Harry sits, speechless, then his eye catches a shooting
star -- or what appears to be. As it plummets, it grows,
gaining speed until it slices through the canopy,
exploding in a burst of light. All goes SILENT as a
SILVER LYNX -- graceful and gleaming -- MATERIALIZES amid
the crowd. When it speaks, the Patronus has
Shacklebolt’s sonorous voice.
PATRONUS
The Ministry has fallen. The
Minister of Magic is dead. They
are coming...
The lynx vanishes. A SCREAM shreds the silence. Then:
chaos.
ELPHIAS DOGE
Nice meeting you, Mr. Potter!
Doge extends his hand toward Harry when -- CRACK! -- he
DISAPPARATES.
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40 CONTINUED: (5) 40
(CONTINUED)
Seconds later, the ancient witch has done the same.
Harry scans the scattering crowd and meets Ginny’s eyes,
as she gets buffeted about. He pelts toward her,
bouncing between bodies, losing sight of her.
HERMIONE
Ron! Ron!
Harry turns, sees Hermione glancing about frantically.
As she turns, Ron comes INTO VIEW, pushes toward her.
Suddenly the canopy above turns to ribbons as DEATH
EATERS -- in dark cloaks and masks -- descend into the
crowd. Arthur, Fred and George wield their wands. Harry
sees a flower fall from Fleur’s hair, watches it crushed
underfoot, then catches sight of Ginny through the
madness as she draws her own wand, copper hair gleaming,
eyes flashing. He starts toward her, when... Lupin
crashes in, spinning him roughly round.
LUPIN
Harry! Go! Go!
A HAND REACHES OUT AND GRABS HIS. He looks. It’s
Hermione, clutching Ron’s hand with her other. She
closes her eyes and a great WHOOSHING SOUND fills Harry’s
ears. He takes one last desperate look at Ginny as he is
thrown up and back in a WHIRLWIND and all goes BLACK. A
HORN BLARES as...
41 EXT. SHAFTESBURY AVENUE (PICCADILLY) - NIGHT 41
... a DOUBLE-DECKER BUS careens within inches of Harry,
Ron and Hermione as they stumble INTO VIEW, the streets
teeming with drunken pub crawlers.
RON
Where are we?
HERMIONE
Shaftesbury Avenue. I used to
come here to the theater with my
mum and dad. Just popped into my
head. I don’t know why...
They hurry on, glancing over their shoulders at the DARK
SHAPES that move within the crowd behind them, STRANGERS
bumping by, FACES passing in a paranoiac BLUR: a DRUNKEN
MAN, a CACKLING WOMAN with BLOOD-RED LIPSTICK...
HERMIONE
This way!
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40 CONTINUED: (6) 40
42 EXT. ALLEYWAY - CONTINUOUS ACTION - NIGHT 42
As they take refuge in the shadows, Hermione begins to
rummage through her TINY BEADED PURSE.
HERMIONE
We need to change.
Ron and Harry look at each other’s dress robes. From the
purse, Hermione extracts -- in quick succession -- two
pairs of jeans, T-shirts, and a pair of light overcoats.
RON
How the ruddy --
HERMIONE
Undetectable Extension Charm.
RON
You’re amazing, you are.
HERMIONE
Always the tone of surprise.
As she gives the bag a shake, there is LOUD echoing of
heavy objects, as if something has fallen.
HERMIONE
That’ll be the books.
43 INT. ALL-NITE CAFE - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 43
Shabby. Greasy. Empty. The trio slide into a booth.
HARRY
Do you reckon everyone’s alright
at the wedding? Maybe we should --
RON
They were after you, mate. We’d
just put everyone in danger going
back.
HERMIONE
Ron’s right. Cappuccino, please.
A gum-chewing WAITRESS stands behind Harry. Ron,
clueless when it comes to cappuccinos, nods to Hermione.
RON
What she said.
HARRY
Same.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 38.
(CONTINUED)
WAITRESS
Wicked scar.
RON
(as she exits)
So where do we go from here? The
Leaky Cauldron?
HERMIONE
Too dangerous. If Voldemort’s
taken over the Ministry, none of
the old places are safe.
The front door SQUEALS and TWO WORKMEN enter, glance idly
at the trio and step to the counter.
HARRY
My rucksack. With all my things.
I left it back at the Burrow --
Hermione is shaking her head. Harry eyes the beaded
purse.
HARRY
You’re joking.
HERMIONE
I’ve had the essentials packed for
days. Just in case.
RON
By the way -- these jeans? Not my
favorite. Bit tight.
Hermione gives him a withering glance. Harry can’t help
but smile. Then his eyes shift to the SMALL SECURITY
MIRROR near the ceiling, see the two workmen turning.
HARRY
DOWN!
The tile EXPLODES on the wall where Ron’s head had been
only seconds before. A rope of green light singes
Hermione’s hair.
HARRY
Stupefy!
The JET of RED LIGHT hits the biggest Death Eater
straight in the face and he crumples instantly.
DEATH EATER #2
Expulsio!
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43 CONTINUED: 43
(CONTINUED)
The table behind Harry explodes and the spell ricochets,
shattering the security mirror -- sending shards raining
everywhere, including one that laces Hermione’s cheek --
then striking the cappuccino machine, which sprays hot
liquid all over the Death Eater. He BELLOWS in pain and
Hermione and Ron hit him with TWIN STUNNING SPELLS. As
he spasms on the ground, Hermione adds another for good
measure:
HERMIONE
Petrificus Totalus!
He goes still. The Waitress steps from the backroom.
Sees the trio. The wands. Her gum bubble... POPS.
HERMIONE
Go.
She doesn’t argue.
HARRY
Lock the door, get the lights.
Hermione throws the bolt. Ron clicks the Deluminator,
pitching the cafe into shadow. Harry eyes the
unconscious Death Eater.
HARRY
This one’s name is Rowle. He was
on the Astronomy Tower the night
Snape killed Dumbledore.
RON
This is Dolohov. I recognize him
from the wanted posters.
Ron rolls him over with his foot. Dolohov’s eyes shift
in fear from Harry to Hermione, then back to Ron.
RON
So what do we do with you, huh?
Kill us if it was turned round,
wouldn’t you?
Ron’s face is hard. Hermione eyes him uneasily. He
notices.
RON
Suppose it’s him that did Mad-Eye.
How would you feel then?
Hermione looks at Dolohov. The moment hangs, then:
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43 CONTINUED: (2) 43
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
It’s better we wipe their
memories. We kill them, they’ll
know we were here.
RON
You’re the boss.
(turning to Hermione)
Hermione?
She turns, looks at him. He reaches out, wipes a trickle
of blood from her cheek.
RON
You’re the best with spells.
Shakily, she points her wand at Dolohov. Her arm
trembles.
HERMIONE
Obliviate.
There is a FLASH OF LIGHT and we --
CUT TO:
44 EXT. LONDON STREET - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 44
The trio move quickly, glancing about, paranoid.
HARRY
How is it they knew we were there?
HERMIONE
Maybe you still have the Trace on
you.
RON
Can’t be. The Trace breaks at
seventeen. It’s Wizarding law.
Hermione stops. Harry and Ron turn, look back.
RON
What?
HERMIONE
We didn’t celebrate your birthday,
Harry. Ginny and I -- we’d
prepared a cake. We were going to
bring it out at the end of the
wedding...
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43 CONTINUED: (3) 43
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
Hermione. I appreciate the
thought -- honestly. But given
that we were almost killed by a
couple of Death Eaters a few
minutes ago...
HERMIONE
Right. Perspective.
RON
We’ve got to get off the streets,
get somewhere safe.
HARRY
I have an idea.
45 EXT. 12 GRIMMAULD PLACE - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 45
A DOOR marked by the number 12. Harry TAPS his wand on
the weathered surface and a series of METALLIC CLICKS are
heard. The door swings open with a CREAK.
46 INT. ENTRYWAY (12 GRIMMAULD PLACE) - CONTINUOUS ACTION - 46
NIGHT
The GAS LAMPS spring to life, illuminating a narrow
cobwebbed hallway. The trio glance about, then Harry
takes a step forward.
MAD-EYE (O.S.)
Severus Snape?
HARRY
Mad-Eye...?
Just then a great RUSH OF COLD AIR sweeps through the
hallway and the trio’s tongues curl back in their mouths.
Some THING shifts in the shadows at the end of the hall,
rising from the carpet -- tall, dust-colored and terriblelooking
-- then rushes toward them. It’s Dumbledore, but
a ghostly, worm-eaten Dumbledore, a corpse come to life,
with empty eye sockets and sunken face. It raises its
wand and then... EXPLODES in a great cloud of dust,
swirling like mist in the corridor, drifting back to the
carpet.
RON
What was that about?
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 42.
44 CONTINUED: 44
(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
Mad-eye’s doing, I’d guess. In
case Snape decided to come
snooping.
Just then, a FLOORBOARD CREAKS. The trio stiffen.
Slowly, Hermione draws her wand, peers into the shadows.
HERMIONE
Homenum revelio.
Nothing. Hermione lowers her wand. Explains.
HERMIONE
It’s a spell to reveal human
presence.
She extends her hand, watches the settling dust stream
through her fingers.
HERMIONE
We’re alone.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. SKY
AT DAWN...
47 EXT. MOUNTAIN ROAD - DAWN 47
The view expands and a SMALL VILLAGE is revealed, swathed
in mist. This has the feel of a POV. The IMAGE JUMPS
and...
48 INT. VILLAGE STREET - DAWN 48
... the POV is MOVING now, THROUGH streets teeming with
cloaked figures. The TONGUE that is spoken here is
foreign, Germanic. We TURN DOWN an alleyway and the path
narrows, the shadows growing more dense. Scratched into
a wall is the SYMBOL Xenophilius Lovegood wore around his
neck, but the POV LINGERS upon it only briefly. A SIGN
comes INTO VIEW, hanging outside a small shop at the very
end of a dark cul de sac: “GREGOROVITCH, WANDMAKER.” We
CLOSE QUICKLY ON the shop’s door, catch a glimpse of
VOLDEMORT’S REFLECTION IN THE GLASS, when...
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 43.
46 CONTINUED: 46
49 INT. DRAWING ROOM - MORNING 49
... Harry awakens, peering at the cobwebbed chandelier
overhead. He sits up, looks at Hermione, asleep upon the
sofa, her arm dangling down to where Ron lies upon the
floor, her fingers only inches from his. Nearby, the
RADIO HISSES SOFTLY, distant VOICES struggling to be
heard.
HARRY (O.S.)
Lumos.
50 INT. UPSTAIRS LANDING/CORRIDOR - MORNING (MOMENTS LATER) 50
Harry’s wand BLOOMS in the darkness as he scales the
stairs and reaches the landing. He peers into a bedroom.
The drawers have been turned out. The bedsheets
stripped. He moves on, painting the wall with wandlight,
illuminating an EMPTY PORTRAIT of a MUDDY LANDSCAPE. He
studies it -- long enough that we’ll remember it -- then
a FLOORBOARD SQUEAKS -- like the night before. Harry
wheels, points his wand down the dark corridor adjacent.
51 INT. DARK CORRIDOR - MORNING (MOMENTS LATER) 51
Harry moves down the narrow corridor to its end, to a
DOORWAY. He eyes the nameplate: “SIRIUS.”
52 INT. SIRIUS’ ROOM - CONTINUOUS ACTION 52
We watch Harry enter from an UNSETTLINGLY LOW POV
(Kreacher’s). This room, like the others, has been
ransacked. Harry lingers by a PHOTOGRAPH. In it, FOUR
YOUNG HOGWARTS STUDENTS -- JAMES POTTER, SIRIUS BLACK,
PETER PETTIGREW and Lupin -- stand GRINNING before the
WHOMPING WILLOW. Harry traces the thin cone of light of
his wand across their faces.
Books and papers carpet the floor. A WOMAN’S FACE,
striking and wise, peers out from a dust jacket. Harry
crouches, turns the book over to read its TITLE: A
History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot. Harry turns it
BACK over, studies the woman's face again. He begins to
rise when he notices a CRUMPLED PIECE OF PAPER embossed
at the top with a name: Lily Potter. As Harry begins to
read, we hear HER VOICE:
LETTER (LILY) (V.O.)
Dear Sirius. Thank you for
Harry’s birthday present. You’d
think he’d been born on a broom.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 44.
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
James says he’s got the look of a
Seeker, but then James would. We
had a very quiet birthday tea,
just us and old Bathilda, who
dotes on Harry. Wormy dropped by
late in the day, but seemed down
and didn’t stay long. James is
frustrated being shut up here, but
Dumbledore’s still got his
Invisibility Cloak, so he doesn’t
have much choice. By the way,
Bathilda tells the most amazing
stories about our old Headmaster.
I don’t know how much to believe.
Can it really be true that
Dumbledore --
Harry turns the letter over, but there is no more.
HERMIONE (O.S.)
Harry! Harry!
53 INT. SECOND FLOOR LANDING - MORNING 53
Harry steps out, finds Hermione dashing up the stairs.
Seeing him, she exhales in relief. CALLS OUT:
HERMIONE
Ron! I’ve found him!
RON (O.S.)
Good! Tell him from me he’s a
git!
HERMIONE
Harry, you can’t just disappear.
We thought --
She stops as Harry hands her the letter. She reads.
HERMIONE
It’s from your Mum. To Sirius.
Bathilda Bagshot...?
HARRY
Yeah. They knew her. She wrote A
History of Magic, you know.
HERMIONE
(with irony)
Did she now?
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52 CONTINUED: 52
LETTER (LILY) (V.O.) (CONT'D)
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
I’m thinking maybe we should go
talk to her. She still lives in
Godric’s Hollow. I’m thinking
maybe she could help us.
Hermione looks up, regards Harry closely.
HERMIONE
Harry. I can imagine why you’d
want to go there, but... I don’t
think Bathilda Bagshot is going to
know where Voldemort hid his
Horcruxes.
Harry starts to respond, frowns. Hermione reaches out,
touches his face lightly.
RON (O.S.)
Hey! I think you two better come
down here.
54 INT. FIRST FLOOR - MORNING (SECONDS LATER) 54
Ron peers out a curtain as Hermione and Harry join him.
In the courtyard outside, TWO DARK figures stand near a
tree. ANOTHER sits on a bench.
RON
The two clinging to the tree are
Death Eaters for sure. Dunno
‘bout the bloke on the bench.
(dropping the
curtain)
Can’t see us, of course. But
we’ll have to be careful coming
and going. C’mon. There’s
something else you need to see.
55 INT. CORRIDOR/REGULUS’ ROOM - MORNING (MOMENTS LATER) 55
Harry and Hermione trail Ron to a narrow doorway. Beyond
is a cramped bedroom, walls covered with EERIE scrawlings
and symbols of Dark Magic.
HERMIONE
Lovely.
Ron pulls the door shut. Affixed to the outside is a
SMALL SIGN, hand-lettered in a spidery crawl:
Do Not Enter
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53 CONTINUED: 53
(CONTINUED)
Without the Express Permission of
Regulus Arcturus Black
HERMIONE
Regulus Arcturus Black...?
Hermione GASPS. Ron nods, extends his hand and taps the
first letter of each name on the sign.
RON
R... A... B.
56 INT. KITCHEN - CLOSE ON THE LOCKET - MORNING (MOMENTS 56
LATER)
AS HARRY REMOVES THE NOTE.
HARRY
To the Dark Lord. I know I will
be dead long before you read
this... I have stolen the real
Horcrux and intend to destroy
it...
RON
R.A.B. was Sirius’ brother?
We see the trio from the strange LOW POV again, sitting
round the kitchen table. SLOPPY STACKS of OLD DAILY
PROPHETS surround them.
HERMIONE
Yes. Question is, did he actually
destroy the real Horcrux?
Harry nods... then spots a SHADOW trembling on the wall
just outside the kitchen. He scrambles up and out of
sight.
HARRY (O.S.)
Stop! I order you!
Seconds later, Harry reappears... dragging KREACHER the
house-elf by one ear. Kreacher MUMBLES FOUL OATHS.
RON
Kreacher...
HARRY
Been spying on us, have you?
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55 CONTINUED: 55
(CONTINUED)
KREACHER
Kreacher has been... watching.
Kreacher always watches.
HERMIONE
Maybe he knows.
Harry glances at her, realizes what she means, takes the
locket and dangles it before Kreacher’s massive eyes like
a hypnotist. Kreacher watches it sway back and forth.
HARRY
Ever seen this before?
Kreacher GRUMBLES incoherently.
HARRY
Kreacher, I own this place.
Sirius left it to me. Which means
I own you too.
Kreacher grimaces mightily, then gives in.
KREACHER
That was Master Regulus’ locket.
HARRY
That’s right. But there were two,
weren’t there?
Kreacher’s eyes widen in surprise. He nods again.
HARRY
Where’s the other one?
KREACHER
Kreacher doesn’t know where the
other locket is.
HERMIONE
But was it here? Did you ever see
it?
Kreacher spins, his face ugly and vicious:
KREACHER
Filthy Mudblood -- The Death
Eaters will soon be coming for
you!
Ron snatches Kreacher by the neck, shakes him.
KREACHER
(gargling the words)
Blood-traitor Weasley --
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56 CONTINUED: 56
(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
Ron! RON!
Reluctantly, Ron releases the elf.
HARRY
Answer her.
KREACHER
Yes. It was here, in this house.
A most evil object...
HARRY
How do you mean?
KREACHER
Before he died, Master Regulus
ordered Kreacher to destroy it.
It was the last thing he asked of
Kreacher. But no matter how
Kreacher tried, he could not..
HARRY
Where is it now? Did someone take
it, Kreacher?
KREACHER
(nodding)
He came in the night. He took
many things, including the locket.
HARRY
Who, Kreacher? Who was it?
KREACHER
Mundungus. Mundungus Fletcher.
The trio glance at one another, then Harry turns back to
Kreacher, looks him in the eye.
HARRY
Find him.
Crack! -- Kreacher VANISHES. BEGIN MONTAGE:
57 INT. MINISTRY OF MAGIC - ATRIUM - DAY 57
PIUS THICKNESSE, the new Minister For Magic, stands just
where his predecessor did, addressing his EMPLOYEES. In
the b.g. we see Yaxley again and DOLORES UMBRIDGE.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 49.
56 CONTINUED: (2) 56
(CONTINUED)
THICKNESSE
As your new Minister for Magic, I
promise to restore this temple of
tolerance to its former glory.
Therefore, beginning today, each
employee will be required to
submit themselves for evaluation.
But know this: You have nothing
to fear... as long as you have
nothing to hide...
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 49A.
57 CONTINUED: 57
(CONTINUED)
As Thicknesse smiles, a GANG of DARK WIZARDS (SNATCHERS)
emerge into the atrium, pushing a BLOODIED MAN before
them. The crowd STIRS uneasily and we...
58 INT. ATRIUM - AFTERNOON 58
... watch a FLURRY of LEAFLETS flutter from the sky and
land in a NEAT pile next to a stack of Daily Prophets.
Instantly, the NEWSPAPER BOY begins to insert the
leaflets into the paper. Each leaflet is imprinted with
HARRY’S FACE and emblazoned with “UNDESIRABLE #1”...
59 EXT. COUNTRYSIDE - DUSK 59
The HOGWARTS EXPRESS stands still upon the cracks as DARK
WIZARDS board the train...
60 INT. HOGWARTS EXPRESS - SAME TIME - DUSK 60
Dark wizards move down the aisle, flinging open cabin
doors, in search of Harry. They pass Ginny and SEAMUS,
KATIE BELL, LAVENDER, ROMILDA VANE and CORMAC.
CORMAC
My father will hear about this.
Finally NEVILLE bars their way, smiles defiantly.
NEVILLE
He’s not here, you fools.
61 INT. GRANGER HOUSE - PARLOR - DUSK 61
Dark wizards smash through the front door, enter the
parlor. The photographs still sit upon the mantle,
showing only Hermione’s parents, the tea they’d been
drinking still sitting on the table, dried up, but
unwashed...
62 EXT. DIAGON ALLEY - DUSK (RAINING) 62
POSTERS of HARRY pattern alley walls and street posts,
trembling in a bitter wind. In the shadows, Mundungus
Fletcher concludes a transaction with a desperate-looking
witch, then begins to count his money with a cruel smile.
Seconds later, a Snatcher squad appears and he withdraws
into an alley, into the safety of the darkness when
suddenly a loud CRACK! is head and... MONTAGE ENDS.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 50.
57 CONTINUED: (2) 57
63 EXT. 12 GRIMMAULD PLACE - NIGHT (LATER, RAINING) 63
DARK FIGURES continue to loom in the square.
64 INT. DRAWING ROOM - SAME TIME - NIGHT (RAINING) 64
Ron fiddles with the RADIO, which WHISTLES EERILY as he
attempts to find a signal. Harry lies on his side,
studying the Snitch in his palm, its wings flapping
slowly.
HERMIONE
They have flesh memories.
Harry turns, sees that Hermione is eyeing the Snitch.
HERMIONE
Snitches. They’re never touched
by bare skin until the Seeker
captures it. Even the wizard who
fabricates it wears gloves. That
way, if there’s a dispute, the
Snitch can identify who first
touched it.
HARRY
You mean... it remembers me?
HERMIONE
(nodding)
When Scrimgeour first gave it to
you, I thought it might open at
your touch -- that Dumbledore had
hidden something in it.
Harry ponders this, eyeing the wings flapping slowly,
then... Crack! A SOUND ECHOES down the hall.
65 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) (RAINING) 65
Harry and Hermione race into the kitchen. CRAZY SHADOWS
spill from a far door and POTS CRASH. Suddenly, a TINY
FIGURE, WET AND RAGGED, tumbles INTO VIEW, bangs into the
wall opposite, and scrambles up. As he starts back for
the kitchen, he stops. Sees Harry. Smiles. DOBBY.
DOBBY
Harry Potter! So long it’s been --
Just then, a HAND -- Kreacher’s -- reaches out, grabs
Dobby by the neck and pulls him away.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 51.
66 INT. KITCHEN - SAME TIME - NIGHT (RAINING) 66
Kreacher, Dobby and Mundungus Fletcher TUMBLE from one
side of the kitchen to the other. As they fly apart,
Mundungus rolls to his feet, dripping wet, wand flashing.
HERMIONE
Expelliarmus!
Mundungus’ wand soars into the air... into Hermione’s
hand.
KREACHER
As requested, Kreacher has
returned with the thief Mundungus
Fletcher!
DOBBY
Dobby has also returned with the
thief Mundungus Fletcher!
MUNDUNGUS
What are you playing at -- setting
a pair of bleedin’ ‘ouse-elves on
me!
DOBBY
Dobby was only trying to help!
Dobby saw Kreacher in Diagon
Alley, which Dobby thought was
curious. And then Dobby heard
Kreacher mention Harry Potter’s
name, which Dobby thought was very
curious. And then Dobby saw that
Kreacher was talking to the thief
Mundungus Fletcher, which Dobby
thought was very, very --
MUNDUNGUS
I’m no thief, you foul little git.
I’m a purveyer of rare and
wondrous objects --
RON
You’re a thief, Dung. Everyone
knows it.
Everyone turns. Ron stands in the doorway. Dobby
smiles.
DOBBY
Master Weasley! So good to see
you again!
Ron nods, eyes the BRIGHT RED SHOES on Dobby’s feet.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 52.
(CONTINUED)
RON
Wicked trainers.
MUNDUNGUS
Listen, I panicked that night, all
right? I never volunteered to die
for you, mate. Can I help it if
Mad-Eye fell off his broom --
HERMIONE
Stop lying!
Hermione begins to move toward Mundungus. Ron reaches
out, takes her by the shoulders, eyes Mundungus
warningly.
RON
Piece of advice. Let’s not rehash
old times. Got it... mate?
HARRY
When you turned this place over --
don’t deny it! -- you found a
locket, am I right?
MUNDUNGUS
Why? Was it valuable?
HERMIONE
You’ve still got it.
RON
No. He’s worried he should have
got more money for it.
MUNDUNGUS
Wouldn’t be difficult, would it?
Bleedin’ gave it away, din’ I?
There I was, pitching me wares in
Diagon Alley when some ministry
hag comes up and asks to see my
license. Says she’s of a mind to
lock me up and would’ve, too, she
hadn’ taken a fancy to that
locket.
HARRY
Who was she? This witch?
MUNDUNGUS
Well, she’s right there, in’t she?
Bleedin’ bow an’ all.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 53.
66 CONTINUED: 66
(CONTINUED)
He points to a yellowed Prophet on top of a nearby stack,
where a SQUAT WOMAN with the face of a toad blinks from
the front page: DOLORES UMBRIDGE.
67 EXT. WHITEHALL STREET - MORNING 67
An empty street corner. Then... Ron peers round a
building. A few yards off, a WITCH (MAFALDA HOPKIRK)
approaches. Ron begins to walk, preceding her down the
street, then kneels, fiddling with his shoelace. Zap!
The witch stiffens and falls... into the arms of Harry.
Ron hurries back, takes her feet and...
68 INT. STORAGE AREA - CONTINUOUS ACTION - MORNING 68
... helps Harry hustle her OUT OF VIEW. They prop her up
between TWO WIZARDS, one tall, one short, both
UNCONSCIOUS. Hermione is pouring POLYJUICE POTION into
THREE CUPS.
RON
Right. So let’s do it. Who gets *
who? *
HERMIONE *
Well, unless one of you fancies *
wearing a skirt... *
Hermione leans down, PLUCKS a HAIR from the witch. Ron *
frowns as he surveys the two remaining wizards. *
HERMIONE *
Remember what we said. Keep your *
eyes down. Don’t speak to anyone *
unless absolutely necessary. Act *
as normal as possible. Just do *
what you see everyone else doing. *
We do that -- and with a bit of *
luck -- we get ourselves inside. *
And then... *
HARRY *
It gets really tricky. *
HERMIONE *
Correct. *
Harry and Hermione look once more at the STUNNED TRIO *
before them.
HARRY
This is completely mental.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 54.
66 CONTINUED: (2) 66
(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
Completely, utterly, without
question.
RON
The world’s mental. Come on, *
drink up. We’ve got a Horcrux to *
find. *
69 EXT. WHITEHALL STREET - MORNING (MOMENTS LATER) 69
The trio -- in their new identifies -- emerge. Ron (in
the quise of REG CATTERMOLE) takes out an ID CARD.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
In case you’re interested, I’m Reg
Cattermole, Magical Maintenance
Department.
MAFALDA HOPKIRK/HERMIONE
Mafalda Hopkirk, assistant in the
Improper Use of Magic Office.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 54A.
68 CONTINUED: 68
(CONTINUED)
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
(patting his pockets)
I’m nobody.
MAFALDA HOPKIRK/HERMIONE
You’re somebody. Be careful.
Just then a SKINNY WIZARD strides by.
SKINNY WIZARD
Morning, Reg! Good luck today.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
Oh... yeah. Thanks.
Ron glances to Harry and Hermione, jerks his head toward
the skinny wizard and they follow.
70 EXT. PUBLIC TOILETS - MORNING (MOMENTS LATER) 70
As the skinny wizard drops down the stairs into a public
toilet, the trio appear.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
What do you reckon he meant by
‘Good luck.’?
71 INT. GENTLEMEN’S TOILET - MORNING (SECONDS LATER) 71
Harry and Ron enter, glance around, then, seeing as
everyone else is doing so, slip into cubicles.
72 INT. CUBICLE 72
Harry enters. FLUSHING sounds all around him. He looks
to his left, sees a PAIR OF BOOTED FEET climb into the
next toilet, then looks to his right, sees Ron -- as Reg
Cattermole -- peering in.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
We flush ourselves in?
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
Apparently so.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
That’s bloody disgusting.
As Reg/Ron’s face disappears, Harry steps up onto his
toilet, dips his shoe in gingerly, then withdraws it.
Completely dry. Stepping in fully, he reaches up, pulls
the chain and is instantly sucked down. Seconds later...
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 55.
69 CONTINUED: 69
73 INT. MINISTRY OF MAGIC - ATRIUM - MORNING (SECONDS LATER) 73
... he comes shooting out of a FIREPLACE into the grand
atrium of the Ministry of Magic. He sees Hermione’s
already arrived and standing before a MASSIVE STATUE of
BLACK STONE depicting a witch and wizard sitting upon
hundreds of naked bodies twisted in pain. Harry joins
her.
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
Are those...?
MAFALDA HOPKIRK/HERMIONE
(nodding; with
disgust)
Muggles. In their rightful place.
Harry glances at the base of the statue, where the words
MAGIC IS MIGHT are engraved. Just then, a BALDING WIZARD
bumps into Harry.
BALDING WIZARD
Move it, will you -- oh, Runcorn!
Forgive me...
The Balding Wizard hurries away, clearly frightened, as
does ANOTHER WIZARD, merely at the sight of Harry.
MAFALDA HOPKIRK/HERMIONE
You appear to be quite popular.
Ron approaches, running a gauntlet of pitying looks from
co-workers who echo the Skinny Wizard’s “Good Luck.”
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
I gotta tell you, I'm starting to
freak out a bit.
Just then, a gang of YOUNG, ROUGH-LOOKING WIZARDS, led by
their leader, SCABIOR, enter the Atrium, pushing along a
small group of CAPTIVES.
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
The Ministry must be hiring young
these days.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
They’re not Ministry. They’re
Snatchers. They hunt Muggle-borns
and blood-traitors for a price.
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
How long did you say this batch of
Polyjuice Potion would last,
Hermione?
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 56.
(CONTINUED)
MAFALDA HOPKIRK/HERMIONE
I didn’t.
YAXLEY
Cattlemole!
They all jump. Yaxley strides directly up to Ron.
YAXLEY
It’s still raining in my office.
Two days now.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
Really? Have you tried an
umbrella?
Yaxley eyes Ron curiously, then leans forward menacingly.
YAXLEY
You do realize I'm on my way
downstairs, don’t you, Cattermole?
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
Downstairs...?
YAXLEY
To interrogate your wife! If my
wife’s blood status were in doubt
and the Head of the Department of
Magical Law Enforcement needed a
job doing, I think I’d make it a
priority. You’ve got one hour.
Just then, the LIFT behind them clangs open. Hermione
tugs Ron inside. Yaxley turns and storms off just as...
74 INT. LIFT - CONTINUOUS ACTION - MORNING 74
... the doors close.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
Oh my god. What am I going to do?
My wife’s all alone downstairs?
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
Ron. You don’t have a wife.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
Oh. Right.
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
Look, we’ll go with you --
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 57.
73 CONTINUED: 73
(CONTINUED)
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
No, that’s mad. You two find
Umbridge. I’ll be fine. But how
do I stop it raining?
MAFALDA HOPKIRK/HERMIONE
Try Finite Incantatem. Of course
if something’s gone wrong with an
Atmospheric Charm --
FEMALE (V.O.)
Level Two. Department of Magical
Law Enforcement, including
Wizengamot Administration
Services, Auror Headquarters and
Improper Use of Magic Department.
MAFALDA HOPKIRK/HERMIONE
This is you.
75 INT./EXT. LIFT - LEVEL TWO - CONTINUOUS ACTION - MORNING 75
The lift opens and Ron begins to back out.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
Finite Incantatem, okay. And if
that doesn’t work...?
But before she can respond the golden grilles of the lift
close and she and Harry are swept away.
MAFALDA HOPKIRK/HERMIONE
I don’t like him being on his own
down there.
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
Ron’s been coming here since he
was two years old. It’s us you
should be worrying about.
MAFALDA HOPKIRK/HERMIONE
You really have horrible teeth,
you know that.
FEMALE (V.O.)
Level One. Minister of Magic and
Support Staff...
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 58.
74 CONTINUED: 74
(CONTINUED)
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
(whispering quickly)
I say if we don’t locate Umbridge
within the hour, we go find Ron
and come back another day. Deal?
The grilles clang open again and Harry and Hermione
freeze.
76 INT. LIFT - LEVEL ONE - CONTINUOUS ACTION - MORNING 76
Standing next to a LONG-HAIRED WIZARD, her neck enwrapped
in a fuzzy PINK SCARF, is DOLORES UMBRIDGE. She looks up
from the clipboard in her hand and sees Hermione.
UMBRIDGE
Ah, Mafalda! Travers sent you,
did he? Good. We’ll go straight
down.
(eying Harry)
Albert, aren’t you getting out?
Harry nods mutely, steps out. As the lift descends, he
watches Hermione’s anxious face sink out of sight.
77 INT. MINISTRY OF MAGIC - LEVEL ONE - MORNING (MOMENTS 77
LATER)
Harry passes one gleaming door after anther, glancing
down purple-carpeted corridors that stretch into
nothingness. A MUTTERING WIZARD passes by, murmuring to
a QUILL floating in front of him. Otherwise, it is
eerily quiet.
YOUNG WIZARD (O.S.)
Weasley!
Harry stops dead, peers around a corner and sees a
slight, familiar-looking RED-HEADED WIZARD: PERCY
WEASLEY.
YOUNG WIZARD
They’re waiting for your report
downstairs.
PERCY WEASLEY
Oh, yes... of course.
Harry watches Percy hurry off.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 59.
75 CONTINUED: 75
78 INT. CORRIDOR - MORNING (MOMENTS LATER) 78
Harry moves on. Hears VOICES ahead. Emerges into a wide
open space and discovers dozens of witches and wizards
sitting at a sea of small desks. Waving their wands in
unison, squares of PINK PAPER flit like kites through the
air, dropping into neat stacks. Harry creeps closer,
sees that they are pamphlets entitled, “MUDBLOODS and the
Dangers They Pose to a Peaceful Pure-Blood Society.”
RED-HAIRED WITCH
Reckon the old hag will be
interrogating Mudbloods all day?
BESPECTACLED WIZARD
Sh...careful.
Pius Thicknesse appears, trailing a retinue of lackeys.
THICKNESSE
Runcorn.
Harry returns Thicknesse’s nod, watches him pass FROM
VIEW. As his gaze shifts, he finds the Red-Haired Witch
regarding him with fear. She looks quickly away, resumes
her work at double-time. Harry’s eyes shift again,
regard a SHINING MAHOGANY DOOR across the way. He
squints: something is imbedded within the door. He
crosses the room, stops dead. Fitted into the wood is an
EYE. It spins weakly, then stops: Mad-Eye’s eye. He
looks down to the BRASS NAMEPLATE next to the door:
DOLORES UMBRIDGE
HEAD OF THE MUGGLE-BORN REGISTRATION COMMISSION
Harry’s jaw tightens in anger and he glances over his
shoulder, sees the Red-Haired Witch watching him. She
glances away quickly. Harry reaches into an inner pocket
and removes a DECOY DETONATOR, an odd object with little
weaving legs and a rubber-bulbed horn for a body. He
releases it.
It scuttles down his body, across the floor and directly
into the sea of desks. Harry waits. Then... Bang!
Black smoke billows into the air, pink pages fly
everywhere and the Detonator gives birth to dozens of
tiny replicants of itself, which race about the floor, up
the legs and across the desks of the pamphleteers. The
Red-Haired Witch SHRIEKS. Others follow and Harry...
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 60.
79 INT. UMBRIDGE’S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS ACTION - MORNING 79
... slips into Umbridge’s office, closes the door. The
room’s decor is sickeningly cute. Lace doilies. Dried
flowers. Harry takes out his wand.
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
Accio locket.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 60A.
(CONTINUED)
Nothing. Harry frowns, glances about. A LEAFLET bearing
his face -- “Undesirable #1” -- lies upon Umbridge’s
desk, along with PHOTOGRAPHS of other Order members. Two
have a LARGE PINK “X” scratched on them: Dumbledore and
Mad-Eye.
Harry begins to search the office, opening drawers,
riffling through filing cabinets... then stops. Pulls
out a file. Inside is a PHOTOGRAPH of Hermione and an
accompanying DATA SHEET: “Blood Status: MUGGLE BORN”
“Whereabouts: Last seen in the company of Undesirable
#1.” Quickly Harry replaces the file and searches out
Ron’s. “Blood Status: PURE BLOOD... Pro-Muggle
leanings.” “Whereabouts: Last seen in the company of
Undesirable #1.” Harry starts to put the file away, then
pauses, looks closer. “Father: Arthur Weasley.
Ministry Employee. Status: TRACKED. Strong likelihood
Undesirable #1 will contact.” Harry stares at the word
“TRACKED.” Then:
BALDING WIZARD (O.S.)
All right, all right. Let’s calm
down, shall we?
Harry replaces the file, steps to the door and peers
through. Slowly, he eases open the door, back out and...
80 INT. MINISTRY OF MAGIC - LEVEL ONE - CONTINUOUS ACTION - 80
MORNING
... turns. The Red-Haired Witch is watching him. He
puts his finger to his lips. Her eyes go wide as
saucers.
BALDING WIZARD
It probably just snuck up here
from Experimental Charms. I think
none of us will soon forget last
month’s Poisonous Duck...
Seeing the Red-Haired Witch’s expression, the Balding
Wizard turns and, as before, withers at the sight of
Harry.
BALDING WIZARD
R-Runcorn.
Harry gives him an appraising look, turns the corner...
81 INT. HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS ACTION - MORNING 81
... and dashes off.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 61.
79 CONTINUED: 79
82 INT. LEVEL ONE - OUTSIDE LIFTS - MORNING (MOMENTS LATER) 82
Harry sprints INTO VIEW just as the same MUTTERING WIZARD
trails his QUILL out of an empty lift.
83 INT. LIFT - MORNING 83
Harry races inside, hits a button and watches the grilles
close. He glances at his reflection in the mirrored
wall. Bares his teeth. Hermione’s right. They’re
awful. Just then, the grilles clang open and Ron enters,
soaking wet and wild-eyed.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
M-morning.
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
Ron, it’s me.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
Harry! Blimey, I forgot what you
looked like. Where’s Hermione?
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
She went down to the courtrooms
with Umbridge --
The grilles open again and reveal... Arthur Weasley, in
the company of an elderly witch (WAKINDA).
ARTHUR WEASLEY
I understand, Wakinda, but I can’t
be a party to that.
Arthur stops then, seeing Harry, and regards him with
utter disdain, then turns his eyes to Ron and softens.
ARTHUR WEASLEY
Hello, Reg. Isn’t Mary in for
questioning today? Try to have
faith. If there’s anything Molly
and I can do for you --
Arthur pats Ron’s shoulder, stops. Pulls his dripping
hand away.
WAKINDA
Let me guess. It’s raining in
Yaxley’s office again?
ARTHUR WEASLEY
Tell him to try an umbrella.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 62.
(CONTINUED)
Arthur and Wakinda exit. As they go, Ron cranes his
neck, watching with a look of longing as the grilles
begin to close. Suddenly, Harry reaches out, blocks the
doors.
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
Arthur! You know you’re being
tracked, don’t you?
Arthur turns.
ARTHUR WEASLEY
Is that a threat, Runcorn?
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
No, Arthur. It’s a fact. They’re
watching you.
Arthur eyes Harry with a mixture of suspicion and
confusion and perhaps... recognition. Harry removes his
hand. The grilles close. Ron stares at him.
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
I’ll tell you later. Let’s find
Hermione.
84 INT. PASSAGEWAY - MORNING (MOMENTS LATER) 84
Harry and Ron move down a dark torch-lit stone
passageway. As they move further along, their BREATH
becomes VISIBLE and Ron, soaked to the bones, begins to
tremble.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
Bloody cold down here.
Then they see. Swirling outside the courtroom doors like
sentinels are tall black-hooded figures. DEMENTORS.
Just then, a man comes stumbling out of the courtroom in
the company of a PAIR of DEATH EATERS.
SCARED MAN
I’m half-blood, I tell you! My
father was a wizard! Look him up!
William Alderton! He worked here
for thirty years...
As Ron watches the terrified man pass, Harry grabs his
arm, pulls him toward the courtroom.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 63.
83 CONTINUED: 83
85 INT. COURTROOM - SAME TIME - MORNING 85
A dark cathedral, possessed of a palpable chill.
Dementors float eerily in the gloom. The ceiling
stretches high, disappears in darkness. As Harry and Ron
enter -- unnoticed at first -- they move cautiously,
taking in their surroundings. Hermione comes INTO VIEW,
sitting with a STACK of PARCHMENT behind a balustrade
alongside Umbridge and Yaxley, while a BRIGHT-SILVER CAT
-- Umbridge’s Patronus -- prowls up and down, providing
warmth to them and them only. Harry’s eyes track the
cat, then drift to Umbridge herself. Suddenly he
falters. Ron notices. Eyes him curiously. WHISPERS:
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
What is it?
The corners of Harry’s eyes contract, his head slightly
cocked... as if he can sense the presence of something.
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
It’s here...
As Ron reacts -- deciphering Harry’s words -- a WOMAN’S
VOICE comes their way:
MARY CATTERMOLE
Reg...
Ron turns. Below the balustrade, a frail woman, MARY
CATTERMOLE, sits alone, wrists chained. Seeing Ron, her
wan face brightens. Ron glances at Harry, who nods,
urging him on. Ron moves to the center of the room,
taking his place behind the woman. Hesitating, he places
his hands gently upon her shoulders, then glances up,
sees Hermione watching him.
UMBRIDGE
Mary Elizabeth Cattermole?
MARY CATTERMOLE
Yes.
UMBRIDGE
Mother to Maisie, Ellie and
Alfred? Wife to Reginald?
Mary looks up to Ron, her eyes glistening with fear. He
smiles reassuringly. She looks away, replies:
MARY CATTERMOLE
Yes.
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(CONTINUED)
Harry eyes Umbridge. She has draped the pink scarf over
her chair, revealing a GOLD CHAIN that extends from her
neck down into the ruffled folds of her blouse.
A slight HUMMING, faint and oddly lyrical, rings in
Harry’s ears as he studies the chain. As if drawn
forward by some irresistible force, he begins to drift
toward the balustrade.
UMBRIDGE
A wand was taken from you upon
your arrival at the Ministry
today, Mrs. Cattermole. Is this
that wand?
Umbridge displays a CHERRYWOOD WAND. Mary Cattermole
nods.
UMBRIDGE
Would you please tell the court
from which witch or wizard you
took this wand.
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85 CONTINUED: 85
(CONTINUED)
MARY CATTERMOLE
But I didn’t take it. I got it in
Diagon Alley, at Ollivander’s,
when I was eleven. It chose me.
Umbridge leans forward, teeth glittering as the cat
slinks by and briefly illuminates her face -- and the
chain at her neck trembles like a snake, something heavy
swinging forward and dangling over the void.
The LOCKET.
Ron stares at it dumbstruck. Hermione catches her
breath. Harry, fully removed from the shadow now, stands
clearly in view, the corners of his eyes narrowing once
again, the HUM growing louder in his ears. Slowly, he
reaches into his pocket...
UMBRIDGE
No, no, I don’t think so, Mrs.
Cattermole. Wands only choose
witches. And you are not a witch.
MARY CATTERMOLE
But I am! Tell them, Reg! Tell
them what I am!
Ron starts to speak, but Umbridge’s gaze has shifted, to
Harry, to the wand rising in his hand.. and pointed at
her.
UMBRIDGE
What the devil are you doing,
Albert?
As Harry speaks, his own face ripples through Runcorn’s,
the Polyjuice Potion wearing off.
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
You’re lying. And one mustn’t
tell lies, Dolores... Stupefy!
A flash of red light hits Umbridge and she slumps,
forehead striking the balustrade. Instantly the silver
cat vanishes. Yaxley draws his wand, but Ron is too
quick and takes him out with a single blast. Hermione
strips the locket from Umbridge’s neck and leaps down.
Instantly, her breath comes in plumes as the Dementors
drift forward.
ALBERT RUNCORN/HARRY
EXPETO PATRONUM!
A SILVER STAG soars from the tip of Harry’s wand,
circling the room as it drives the Dementors back.
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85 CONTINUED: (2) 85
(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
Relashio!
The chains encircling Mary Cattermole’s wrists drop like
dead snakes. As she stands, she eyes Harry in amazement
as he transforms back into himself.
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85 CONTINUED: (3) 85
(CONTINUED)
MARY CATTERMOLE
You? It’s you! Reg, it’s Harry
Potter!
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
‘Tis, isn’t it? This’ll be one to
tell the kids.
86 INT. MINISTRY OF MAGIC - ATRIUM - MORNING (MOMENTS LATER) 86
As the trio, along with Mary Cattermole, pelts into the
atrium and races toward the fireplaces, Harry bumps into
the muttering wizard, who spins, takes a look at Harry,
blinks.
MUTTERING WIZARD
Harry Potter...?
(louder)
Harry Potter.
Another wizard hears, looks, then repeats the same,
Harry’s name spreading like wildfire in the gloomy hush.
Hermione glances about nervously and as she does, begins
to transform back into herself.
HERMIONE
Harry... they’ve seen you. We’ve
got to get out of here.
Harry nods, quickens his pace. Ron glances about, then
turns, facing Mary as he continues to walk backwards.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
Mary. Go home. Get the kids.
I’ll... I’ll meet you there. We
have to get out the country,
understand?
Mary shakes her head, confused.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
Mary! Do as I say!
Mary stops, a bit teary-eyed, nods dutifully. Ron
frowns.
REG CATTERMOLE/RON
I’m sorry. It’s just --
Mary Cattermole takes him by the collar, pulls him into a
deep kiss. Harry and Hermione glance back and watch as
Ron transforms -- during the kiss -- back into himself.
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85 CONTINUED: (4) 85
(CONTINUED)
REG CATTERMOLE
MARY!
All eyes turn. The real Reg Cattermole stands --
robeless -- outside one of the fireplaces. She looks up
at Ron, now transformed, and jumps back.
RON
Long story. Nice meeting you.
He gives her a peck, races off. He’s halfway to the
fireplaces when he spies... Percy. He slows, then stops
altogether, and they stare, wordless, at one another.
Finally, Percy begins to open his mouth --
RON
Piss off.
Yaxley staggers into the atrium.
YAXLEY
Seal the exits! Now!
Harry, Ron and Hermione glance at each other, break for
the fireplaces. As Yaxley fires on them, one fireplace
after another seals itself. As they reach the last open
grate, they pitch themselves -- as one -- onto the
polished marble floor -- spells sailing over their heads
-- and go sliding inside. As they fall into darkness,
Harry glances back and watches Yaxley pitch himself into
the void just before a solid block of granite drops --
like a guillotine -- sealing the fireplace and plunging
Yaxley -- and the trio -- into total darkness.
A whirlwind tosses the trio as FLASHES of LIGHT reveal
each briefly, including Yaxley, who reaches out for
Hermione’s robe. The door of Grimmauld Place rushes
forward, the eyes of the SERPENT KNOCKER flashing, then
there is a BURST of PURPLE LIGHT, a TORTURED SCREAM
and...
87 EXT. FOREST - DAY (MOMENTS LATER) 87
The world spins as Harry lies on his back on a bed of
leaves and twigs. Above, sunlight streams through a
canopy of trees. Wincing, Harry rises on his elbows,
sees the locket lying in the dirt. He scrabbles up,
scoops it into his fingers and GRINS.
HERMIONE
Harry, quickly, in my bag, there’s
a small bottle labeled ‘Essence of
Dittany.’
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86 CONTINUED: 86
(CONTINUED)
Harry turns, sees Hermione, bent over Ron’s twitching
body.
HERMIONE
Quickly!
Harry blinks, stumbles dizzily to the bag. As he reaches
in, objects present themselves in furious succession.
HARRY
Accio Dittany.
A small BROWN BOTTLE lands in his palm.
HERMIONE
Unstopper it.
Hermione rips open Ron’s shirt, which is soaked in blood.
The flesh of his upper arm is flayed, as if someone had
scooped a portion away.
HARRY
Hermione. His arm --
HERMIONE
Just do it!
Harry does so, hands her the bottle. She sprinkles three
drops onto Ron’s BLEEDING WOUND. Greenish SMOKE billows.
HARRY
What happened? I thought we were
going back to Grimmauld Place.
HERMIONE
We were. We were there. But
Yaxley had hold of me. I knew we
couldn’t stay once he’d seen, so
when he let go I brought us here.
Ron got Splinched. I’m... sorry.
HARRY
Don’t be stupid.
The smoke sifts, clears. Ron’s wound no longer bleeds.
HERMIONE
It’s all I feel safe doing.
Hermione rises, takes out her wand and begins to walk in
a wide circle, MUTTERING.
HERMIONE
Salvio Hexia... Protego Totalum...
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87 CONTINUED: 87
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
What’re you doing?
HERMIONE
Protective enchantments. I don’t
fancy another visit like we had on
Shaftesbury Avenue, do you?
Especially with Ron like this.
You can get going on the tent...
HARRY
Tent? Where am I supposed to
find --
He stops, glances down at her bag, then back to Hermione.
HERMIONE
Repello Muggletum... Muffliato...
88 EXT. FOREST - NIGHT (LATER) 88
The tent glows from within under a starlit sky.
89 INT. TENT - SAME TIME - NIGHT 89
Hermione pours tea from a kettle into cups.
HERMIONE
How’re the mushrooms? Seem to be
the only edible things growing
round here.
Harry grimaces as he chews. “Edible” is clearly
debatable.
HARRY
They’re great.
HERMIONE
Make sure to leave some for Ron.
HARRY
(under his breath)
No problem.
Harry sets his plate aside, plucks up the locket, dangles
it in the firelight. Glances at Ron.
HARRY
How bad is he?
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87 CONTINUED: (2) 87
(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
He’ll be alright in a few days.
Hopefully. If we could take him
to Hogwarts, to Madam Pomfrey --
Harry’s glance stops her, confirming what she knows.
HERMIONE
So where do we go next?
HARRY
Dumbledore had a theory. He felt
that the Horcruxes would not be
made out of random objects. And
he felt they wouldn’t be hidden
randomly either. We know of three
so far. The ring, which according
to Dumbledore belonged to Tom
Riddle’s grandfather. The diary,
which belonged to Tom himself. And
this, which -- again, according to
Dumbledore -- belonged to his
mother.
Hermione eyes the locket as it glimmers in the firelight.
HERMIONE
It scares me a bit, that, thinking
it’s a piece of Vol--
RON
No, don’t! Don’t say it!
Harry and Hermione turn, see Ron stirring.
RON
It’s taboo -- You-Know-Who’s name.
That’s how they track people now.
It’s how they found us in the cafe
that night.
HARRY
How d’you know?
RON
I overheard a bloke from the
Enforcement office talking about
it at the Ministry. Blimey,
what’s that smell?
HERMIONE
(no longer confident)
Dinner?
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89 CONTINUED: 89
(CONTINUED)
RON
Not bloody likely. Smells like
something Ginny would cook.
HERMIONE
Tea?
Ron nods. Grimacing, he pushes himself up, notices he’s
wearing a SLING of Hermione’s fashioning. He looks from
it to her as she tends the tea, a flicker of remorse
playing over his face for his “dinner” remarks.
RON
Is that it?
Harry nods, hands him the locket. Ron turns it over in
his hand. Frowns. Looks at Harry, who nods.
HARRY
I know. I felt it too.
(off Hermione’s look)
It’s... it’s like it’s ticking or
something, like it has a tiny
metal heart, like it’s --
RON
... alive.
Harry nods. Hermione eyes it coldly.
HERMIONE
I hate it. It’s like he’s here
with us.
HARRY
That’s why we’re going to kill it.
90 EXT. FOREST - CLOSE ON LOCKET - DAY 90
LYING UPON A TREE STUMP.
Ron leans against a tree, looking pale. Hermione nods to
Harry. He raises his wand.
HARRY
Dissendium!
The locket spins swiftly in place, but remains whole.
HERMIONE
Incendio!
Flames engulf the locket and its metal flesh turns
scarlet, but then the flames die.
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89 CONTINUED: (2) 89
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
Expulso!
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90 CONTINUED: 90
(CONTINUED)
The tree stump EXPLODES, but the locket remains unmarked.
HERMIONE
Confringo!
The ground beneath the stump craters, but the locket
remains untouched. Hermione lowers her wand, but Harry
continues on, firing a succession of spells, looking
almost possessed. Hermione studies him oddly until,
finally, he stops. All goes silent except for the leaves
shifting in wind above. Then, slowly, another sound
comes clear... a TICKING. Coming from the locket.
RON
It’s angry.
Hermione shivers. Harry steps forward, kneels down and
takes the locket by its chain. It TICKS. He slings it
over his neck. Rises.
HERMIONE
What’re you doing?
HARRY
We have to keep it safe until we
can figure out how to destroy it.
HERMIONE
I can put it in my bag --
HARRY
No.
RON
Seems strange, mate. Dumbledore
sends you off to find a load of
Horcruxes, but doesn’t bother to
tell you how to destroy them.
Doesn’t that bother you?
Harry studies the locket, whose TICKING has slowed, then
walks off. Hermione eyes Ron, who returns her glance,
then pushes away from the tree and walks off slowly in
the opposite direction.
91 INT. TENT - DUSK 91
Ron lies on his cot, fiddling with the radio. VOICES
surface in the STATIC briefly, then fade.
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90 CONTINUED: (2) 90
92 EXT. ENCAMPMENT - SAME TIME - DUSK 92
Harry turns the MIRROR SHARD over in his fingers, then
eyes Hermione collecting flowers in the distance. She
looks beautiful. Seeing him, she smiles, waves, moves
on. The RADIO SPITS STATIC and he TILTS THE MIRROR so he
can see Ron. He looks annoyed, but holds his tongue and
slips the mirror in his pocket. Noticing the locket, he
slips it from his shirt, studies the fissures in the
locket’s metal skin. Suddenly he WINCES. The locket
spills from his palm, dances upon the chain. The SKIN
encircling his scar CONSTRICTS.
VOLDEMORT (V.O.)
Tell me, Gregorovitch. Tell me
where it is...
93 INT. WANDSHOP - BACK ROOM - NIGHT 93
An OLD MAN (GREGOROVITCH) with pure-white hair and a
bushy beard cowers in a dark corner.
GREGOROVITCH
I told you! I no longer have it!
It was stolen from me! Many years
ago!
VOLDEMORT
You wouldn’t be lying to me, would
you, Gregorovitch? Because, I
must tell you... that will only
make it worse for you...
As a bony hand -- Voldemort’s -- extends a wand,
Gregorovitch reacts with fear and we RUSH IN, DRIFTING
THROUGH his dilating pupil INTO...
94 FLASHBACK - INT. DARK CORRIDOR - YEARS PAST 94
... a hall of shadows. A younger Gregorovitch hurries
toward a distant room, a lantern bobbing in his hand.
GREGOROVITCH (V.O.)
I speak the truth! I remember
like it was yesterday...
95 INT. WORKSHOP - CONTINUOUS ACTION 95
Gregorovitch bursts inside, lantern swaying. Wood
shavings litter the floor.
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(CONTINUED)
On the window ledge, perched like a giant bird, a YOUNG
MAN (GRINDEWALD) with golden hair grins devilishly, then
raises his WAND. A BLAST of LIGHT bleaches the screen
and we --
CUT TO:
96 INT. WANDSHOP - BACK ROOM - NIGHT (PRESENT) 96
Gregorovitch’s face stricken with terror, as Voldemort’s
want tip blazes with light.
VOLDEMORT
Who was he? The thief?
GREGOROVITCH
Just a boy! Not of the village.
It was he who took it. I never
saw it again. I swear on my life.
VOLDEMORT
I believe you...
A BURST OF GREEN LIGHT engulfs the room and...
97 EXT. TENT - DUSK 97
Harry’s eyes flutter open. He sees Hermione, beautiful
in the amber dusk, standing a bit away, studying him.
HERMIONE
I thought it had stopped.
Harry looks at her, shakes his head.
HERMIONE
You can’t let him in, Harry.
Dumbledore himself said it. You
have to close your mind. It’s too
dangerous --
HARRY
It’s not a candle I can blow out,
Hermione. It always burns, even
if it’s just a flicker. Can you
understand that?
Harry eyes her, then looks away. She frowns, concerned
by this, then:
HERMIONE
Tell me. What you saw.
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95 CONTINUED: 95
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
He’s found him. Vol--
He stops, glancing back toward the tent, toward Ron.
HARRY
You-Know-Who. He’s found
Gregorovitch --
HERMIONE
The wandmaker?
HARRY
Yes. How’d you know?
HERMIONE
Viktor got his wand from
Gregorovitch. Most Durmstrang
students did at one time. What’s
he got to do with You-Know-Who?
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97 CONTINUED: 97
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
You-Know-Who wants something
Gregorovitch once had -- dunno
what. But he’s desperate to have
it. It’s as if his life depends
on it.
Hermione studies Harry. The RADIO SQUAWKS from inside
the tent. Harry’s eyes flare; he starts to speak --
HERMIONE
Don’t -- It... comforts him.
HARRY
Well it sets my teeth on edge.
What’s he expecting to hear? Good
news?
HERMIONE
I think he just hopes he doesn’t
hear bad news. It gets him
through the day.
HARRY
And what gets you through the day?
HERMIONE
We’ve all made sacrifices, Harry.
Harry eyes her expressionlessly, nods toward the tent.
HARRY
How long before he can travel?
HERMIONE
I don’t know. It takes time. I’m
doing all I can.
HARRY
You’re not doing enough.
Hermione studies Harry’s angry profile. Then:
HERMIONE
Take it off.
Harry turns, sees Hermione studying him closely. She
points toward his throat, toward the locket.
HERMIONE
Take it off. Now.
Harry slips the locket off... REACTS.
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97 CONTINUED: (2) 97
(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
Better?
HARRY
Loads.
Hermione takes the locket, cradles it in her fingers.
HERMIONE
It’s cold. Even though it’s been
lying against your skin for days.
Hermione sees Harry studying the locket, troubled.
HERMIONE
We’ll take turns. Okay?
Hermione slips it over her neck. She frowns briefly,
sensing its presence, then looks up at Harry. He studies
her, then nods.
98 INT. TENT - NIGHT (LATER) 98
Ron sleeps beside the CRACKLING radio. Harry lies a few
feet away, awake.
99 EXT. TENT - SAME TIME - NIGHT 99
Hermione huddles outside in the frigid darkness,
trembling. Her eyes rake the trees. Deep within, there
is, for the briefest of instances... movement. Or so it
seems. She squints. Sees nothing. Returns her chin to
her chest. As she does, something carries on the air...
laughter. The cackle of... boys? Or so it seems. Her
chin rises. She looks again into the trees...
100 INT. TENT - SAME TIME - NIGHT 100
Harry reaches out, starts to turn the radio off when:
RADIO (V.O.)
... Severus Snape, newly appointed
Headmaster of Hogwarts...
As the signal fades, Harry rolls onto his side and twists
the dial. Behind him, we see Hermione’s shadow RISE,
move away from the tent...
101 EXT. ENCAMPMENT - SAME TIME - NIGHT 101
Hermione moves toward the trees...
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97 CONTINUED: (3) 97
102 INT. TENT - SAME TIME - NIGHT 102
As the radio resists him, fading in and out, Harry grabs
his rucksack, pulls out the WRINKLED MARAUDER’S MAP.
RADIO (V.O.)
... bears little resemblance to
the school under Dumbledore’s
leadership. Snape’s curriculum is
severe, reflecting the wishes of
the Dark Lord and infractions are
dealt with harshly by the two
Death Eaters on the staff...
Harry peers at the map before him and -- sure enough --
discovers Snape’s name drifting about Dumbledore’s
office.
103 EXT. TREES - SAME TIME - NIGHT 103
Hermione moves deeper into the trees, then stops.
SHADOWS splinter amid the towering trunks and VOICES come
clearer. Standing utterly still, Hermione watches as a
GANG of SNATCHERS make their way in her direction. They
look unwashed and feral, as if they’ve been in the wild
for some time. As they pass, within feet of her, but
unable to see her, only Hermione’s eyes track their
passage. As before Scabior leads the way, FENRIR
GREYBACK at his side. Abruptly, Scabior stops, eyes
narrowing.
SCABIOR
What’s that? That... smell?
The others glance about dumbly. Scabior retraces his
steps until he stands directly in front of Hermione, his
eyes looking right through her. He leans forward ever-soslightly,
only inches from her neck, NOSTRILS FLARING.
The locket TICKS, trembling upon Hermione’s breastbone.
Then, slowly, Scabior pulls back, eyes probing the
darkness, before withdrawing, leading the others away.
The last pair drag what appear to be BODIES.
As they vanish within the trees, Hermione finally
swallows.
HARRY (O.S.)
Snatchers.
She spins, finds Harry standing a few feet off.
HARRY
Good to know your enchantments
work.
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(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
He could smell it. My perfume.
104 EXT. TENT - SAME TIME - NIGHT 104
Ron pushes past the tent flap, peers into the darkness.
In the distance, he sees Harry and Hermione. Standing
close.
105 EXT. TREES - SAME TIME - NIGHT (ALT) 105
Hermione hugs herself. Shivers.
HARRY
We have to leave. We’re not safe
here.
HERMIONE
I told you. Ron’s not strong
enough to Apparate.
HARRY
Then we’ll go by foot.
105A EXT. FARM - DAY 105A
We PAN DOWN FROM the sky, FIND the HORIZON. THREE
FIGURES approach in the distance. Harry. Hermione.
Ron. We HOLD. Then, faintly, so faint it can barely be
heard at first, a SOFT WHISTLING SOUND rises on the
breeze. We PAN BACK UP. Slowly, one by one, DOTS
perforate the blue. The WHISTLING SOUND BUILDS.
Harry stops, listening, then turns. Hermione trailing a
few feet behind, stops, eyeing him questioningly. We
RACK FOCUS, OVER her shoulder, watch the DOTS attenuate,
take the shape of PLUMES.
105B EXT. FARM - BARN - DAY (SECONDS LATER) 105B
The WHISTLING is EAR-SPLITTING now, more of a ROAR, as
the trio scarper into a listing barn and throw shut the
doors. As they peer upward through the skeletal remains
of the hayloft, their faces lashed with LIGHT, they see a
succession of DEATH EATERS strafe the blue above. The
rotting timber buzzes and BATS dance crazily in the loft
above. Gradually, the sound recedes. The bats settle.
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103 CONTINUED: 103
106 EXT. ROLLING LANDSCAPE - DAY (ALT) 106
An epic flyover. Three small figures move slowly below.
One figure -- Ron -- trails the other two: Harry and
Hermione. We CUT DOWN TO ground level. TO Ron. He
glances about sullenly, staring at the forsaken
landscape, then looks up ahead to Harry and Hermione.
The sight of them, walking side-by-side, does nothing to
improve his mood.
RON
I’m hungry.
Harry and Hermione stop, turn. Study him for a moment.
HARRY
What?
RON
I’m hungry.
Hermione glances at Harry, who continues to stare at Ron,
as if taking the measure of him.
HARRY
We’re all hungry.
Ron returns Harry’s glance, then looks off again.
Hermione crosses to Ron, examines his RAGGED BANDAGE.
RON
Leave it.
Hermione glances at Ron’s profile, then -- briefly -- at
the Horcrux dangling from his neck. Ignoring his words,
she begins to rummage in her beaded bag.
RON
Mum can make food appear out of
thin air.
HERMIONE
(tenderly)
No one can conjure food out of
thin air. Food is the first of
the five Principal Exceptions to
Gamp’s Law. The other four are --
RON
(sharply)
Oh, speak English, can’t you?
As Ron jerks his injured arm away, Hermione looks up,
meets Ron’s hard gaze.
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(CONTINUED)
RON
I said leave it.
Hermione glances at the bandage in her hand, puts it
away.
HARRY
It’ll be dark soon. We need to
find a place to sleep.
HERMIONE
Good plan.
RON
Yeah. Brilliant. Only, correct
me if I’m wrong... wasn’t that
yesterday’s plan? And the day
before that? And the day before
that? Walk. Sleep. Walk.
Sleep.
Harry stares at Ron, then begins to walk toward him.
Hermione watches silently. Ron stands utterly still.
When Harry stops, he simply nods to Ron’s neck.
HARRY
My turn.
As he reaches out, Ron blocks his hand. For a moment,
they simply stand silently. Then Ron strips the chain
from his neck, hands it to Harry and brushes past him.
Harry glances at Hermione, drapes the Horcrux over his
head and follows. Hermione watches them go, then does
the same.
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106 CONTINUED: 106
107 EXT. ENCAMPMENT (COOLING TOWERS) - LATE AFTERNOON 107
A light RAIN falls. Harry, wearing the locket now, walks
the perimeter of the camp. He glowers toward the tent in
the distance.
In the tent, safe, warm and out of earshot, Hermione
tends to Ron’s arm as he stares at Harry.
RON
He doesn’t know what he’s doing,
does he?
A frown creases Hermione’s forehead as she studies Ron,
then she glances at Harry, a trace of doubt in her eyes.
HERMIONE
None of us do.
107A EXT. VALLEY - DAY 107A
Three figures move through a blood-red autumnal
landscape.
107B EXT. ABANDONED CARAVAN PARK - DAY 107B
The charred husks of several RVs -- hulking black masses
-- lay about the ash-ridden park. Ron, trailed by Harry
and Hermione, pauses. His eyes scan the scorched earth,
fix on a BLACKENED SWING, swaying back and forth in a
tiny playground. His eyes shift to the ground and he
crouches. His fingers shift the dry dirt, reveal a SHINY
TOY not of Muggle making.
RON
Wizards were here.
HERMIONE
I don’t like this place.
Harry and Ron both turn, look at her.
HERMIONE
I want to go.
108 EXT. CLEARING - DAY 108
RON’S FACE FILLS THE SCREEN -- unwashed and wild. He
looks toward something UNSEEN. Then...
... a RABBIT hops INTO VIEW, nose probing some brush.
Slowly, Ron raises his wand, poised to fire when...
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(CONTINUED)
BAM! Dirt explodes near the rabbit’s rump and it is off
and running. Seconds later, Harry appears, giving chase.
Ron curses and pelts after.
The rabbit zig-zags through the trees, eluding one blast
after another as Harry and Ron trip through the forest.
They begin laughing, their aim becoming more and more
erratic. A tree limb explodes over Harry’s head and he
wheels, fires playfully back at Ron. They exchange a few
more blasts when one narrowly misses Harry.
Instinctively, eyes flaring, he wheels, fires back at
Ron, narrowly missing him.
They both stop, stare at one another, chests heaving,
their breath drifting in plumes, smiles gone. Ron rubs
his injured arm, almost healed now, and turns away.
109 INT. TENT - SAME TIME - CLOSE ON A SIZZLING PAN - LATE 109
AFTERNOON
... OF MUSHROOMS.
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108 CONTINUED: 108
(CONTINUED)
In the shadows, Ron lies on his back, staring gloomily at
the pitched ceiling of the tent, listening to the RADIO’S
MURMUR, while Hermione, WEARING A RED SCARF AGAINST THE
CHILL, runs the fingers of her left hand through Harry’s
hair, alternately employing the wand in her right hand to
trim Harry’s hair and flip the pages of A History of
Magic.
HERMIONE
Oh my god...
HARRY
(alarmed)
What?
HERMIONE
I’ll tell you in a minute.
Harry watches his hair dropping to the ground.
HARRY
Maybe you could tell me now.
HERMIONE
Alright. The Sword of Gryffindor?
It’s Goblin made.
HARRY
Brilliant.
HERMIONE
You don’t understand. Dirt and
rust have no effect on the blade.
It only takes in that which makes
it stronger.
HARRY
O-kay.
HERMIONE
Harry. You already destroyed one
Horcrux, right? Tom Riddle’s
diary -- in the Chamber of
Secrets.
HARRY
With a basilisk fang. If you tell
me you’ve got one of those in that
bloody beaded bag of yours --
HERMIONE
Don’t you see! In the Chamber of
Secrets, you stabbed the basilisk
with the Sword of Gryffindor.
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109 CONTINUED: 109
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
Its blade is impregnated with
basilisk venom.
HARRY
It only takes in that which makes
it stronger...
HERMIONE
Exactly! Which means...
HARRY
... it can destroy Horcruxes.
HERMIONE
Which is why Dumbledore left it to
you in his will.
HARRY
You’re brilliant, Hermione.
Truly.
HERMIONE
Actually, I’m highly logical,
which allows me to look past the
extraneous detail and perceive
clearly that which others
overlook.
HARRY
There’s only one problem...
Suddenly the LIGHTS CLICK OFF...
RON
The sword was stolen.
The lights click back ON. Hermione and Harry turn, see
Ron, Deluminator in hand, lying in the shadows of his
bunk, staring at the roof as the FIRST DROPS OF RAIN hit
the canvas above.
RON
Yeah, I’m still here. But you two
carry on. Don’t let me spoil your
fun.
Harry glances at Hermione, who is studying Ron warily.
HARRY
What’s the problem?
RON
Problem? There’s no problem. Not
according to you, anyway.
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109 CONTINUED: (2) 109
HERMIONE (CONT'D)
(CONTINUED)
Heavy DROPS of rain begin to PELT the canvas of the tent.
Plunk. Plunk. Plunk.
HARRY
Look, don’t be shy. If you’ve got
something to say, spit it out.
Ron swings out of the bunk. As his face meets the light,
he looks mean, the locket chain glittering.
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109 CONTINUED: (3) 109
(CONTINUED)
RON
All right, I’ll spit it out.
Don’t expect me to skip up and
down because now there’s some
other damn thing we’ve got to
find.
HERMIONE
(quietly)
Ron...
HARRY
I thought you knew what you signed
up for.
RON
Yeah, I thought I did too.
HARRY
I don’t understand. What part of
this isn’t living up to your
expectations? Did you think we’d
be staying in five-star hotels?
Finding a Horcrux every other day?
Did you think you’d be back to
Mummy by Christmas?
RON
No, I just reckoned after all this
time, we’d have actually achieved
something. I reckoned you knew
what you were doing. I reckoned
Dumbledore had told you something
worthwhile! I reckoned you had a
plan!
HARRY
I’ve told you everything
Dumbledore told me! And in case
you haven’t noticed, we’ve found a
Horcrux!
RON
Yeah, and we’re about as near
getting rid of it as we are to
finding the rest of them, aren’t
we!
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109 CONTINUED: (4) 109
(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
Take it off, Ron. Please take it
off. You wouldn’t be talking like
this if you hadn’t been wearing it
all day --
HARRY
Yeah, he would. D’you think I
haven’t noticed the two of you
whispering behind my back? D’you
think I haven’t guessed what you
were thinking?
HERMIONE
Harry, we weren’t --
RON
Don’t lie! You said it, too, you
said you were disappointed --
HERMIONE
I didn’t! Not like that! Harry --
I didn’t!
RON
Do you know why I listen to that
radio, every night? Do you! To
make sure I don’t hear Ginny’s
name or Fred or George or Mum or --
HARRY
You think I don’t listen! You
think I don’t know what it’s
like --
RON
NO! YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT IT’S
LIKE! YOUR PARENTS ARE DEAD! YOU
HAVE NO FAMILY!
Dead silence. Harry glares at Ron. Hermione looks
shocked. Suddenly, they both rush forward and lock on
each other’s throats, Hermione rushes in.
HERMIONE
Stop! Stop!
They let go, step back. Harry points to Ron’s neck.
HARRY
Go then. But leave that.
Hermione, eyes flashing with panic, glances from Harry to
Ron. Ron strips the chain from his neck, casts it away,
then turns to Hermione.
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109 CONTINUED: (5) 109
(CONTINUED)
RON
And you?
HERMIONE
Me?
RON
Are you staying? Or coming?
Hermione looks anguished, glancing from one to the other.
The canvas streams with rain behind her.
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109 CONTINUED: (6) 109
(CONTINUED)
RON
Fine. I get it. I saw you two
the other night. Yeah, that’s
right. Didn’t know I knew, did
you?
HERMIONE
What? Ron, no -- please --
He whips aside the tent flap and the RAIN ROARS. As
Hermione rushes after him, she tips over the radio. As
it HISSES Harry glowers at the Horcrux. Seconds later,
Hermione returns, sopping hair plastered to her face.
HERMIONE
He’s gone.
110 EXT. RIVERBANK - MORNING 110
The river flows quietly, thick and muddy from the
previous night’s rain. Harry emerges from the tent,
peers into the trees. Hermione stands far down by the
riverbank, tying the red scarf to a tree.
111 EXT. RIVERBANK - LATE MORNING 111
Hermione, eyes red from crying, clutches the beaded bag
in one hand while the locket dangles from the other. She
peers one last time toward the trees, then, without
turning, reaches out her hand. Harry studies her, then
steps forward, gently takes her fingers in his.
Instantly...
... they Disapparate, pitched into a whirlwind of
darkness. As they reappear...
112 EXT. HILLSIDE - LATE MORNING 112
... on a windswept hillside, their hands break free and
Hermione stumbles away, sobs racking her body as she
buries her face in her hands. Harry watches her, then
turns away, takes out his wand and begins to walk in a
circle, casting enchantments in a soft voice.
HARRY
Salvio Hexia... Protego Totalum...
113 EXT. HILLSIDE - DUSK 113
Harry walks the perimeter of the camp, looking up every
so often to look at the ILLUMINATED TENT.
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109 CONTINUED: (7) 109
(CONTINUED)
He watches HERMIONE’S SHADOW pass within, sliding over
the canvas. Seconds later, the RADIO CRACKLES to life.
He shakes his head, vaguely annoyed, then starts to move
off again when a SONG comes CLEAR. He stops.
114 INT. TENT - DUSK (SECONDS LATER) 114
As Harry ducks into the tent, Hermione looks up.
HERMIONE
It’s a Muggle station.
Hermione smiles and Harry does too. Harry listens then,
debating, reaches out his hand. Hermione eyes him
uncertainly, then allows him to pull her to her feet. He
steps forward, gently removes the locket from her neck
and tosses it to the ground. She looks at it, then back
to him. He smiles and, without prompting...
... they begin to dance, tentatively at first, then
letting themselves go.
115 EXT. TENT - SAME TIME - DUSK 115
Their shadows flicker upon the canvas like joyous shadow
puppets, moving with abandon until, abruptly, the signal
slips away and...
116 INT. TENT - SAME TIME - DUSK 116
... the STATIC returns. Their smiles fade. They stop
moving. Hermione averts her eyes, exits. Harry watches
her go, then takes the locket from the floor, slings it
over his neck.
117 EXT. HILLSIDE - DAY 117
Hermione, wrapped in a blanket, sits just outside the
tent by a wind-whipped fire, going back and forth between
Tales of Beedle the Bard and another book, Spellman’s
Syllabary.
118 INT. TENT - SAME TIME - DAY 118
Harry lies on the top bunk above Ron’s empty lower,
eyeing his face in the surface of the Snitch sitting
there. As he takes it in hand, the wings begin to flap
slowly up and down. He watches it for a long time...
when an idea strikes.
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113 CONTINUED: 113
(CONTINUED)
Folding his fingers around the orb, he brings it to his
lips briefly, then turns it over in his palm.
The Snitch’s tired wings go still. Then, as if written
by an invisible hand, WORDS appear on the smooth golden
surface:
“I open at the close.”
HARRY
Hermione.
119 EXT. HILLSIDE - CONTINUOUS ACTION - DAY 119
Harry slips through the flap, hands her the Snitch.
HARRY
You were right. It’s like you
said. Snitches have flesh
memories. But I didn’t catch my
first Snitch with my hand. I
almost swallowed it.
Hermione watches the WORDS VANISH on orb.
HERMIONE
‘I open at the close?’
HARRY
What do you reckon it means?
HERMIONE
I don’t know. But look, I’ve
found something as well...
She turns The Tales of Beedle the Bard into the
flickering light, points to the top of the title page, to
a SMALL DRAWING of a TRIANGULAR EYE.
HERMIONE
I thought it was a picture of an
eye, but now I don’t think it is.
It isn’t a rune and it’s not in
Spellman’s Syllabary either. And
it’s been inked in -- somebody
drew it -- it isn’t part of the
book.
HARRY
Luna’s dad was wearing that, at
Ron-
(catching himself)
At Bill and Fleur’s wedding.
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118 CONTINUED: 118
(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
What d’you mean -- wearing it?
HARRY
Around his neck. Like an amulet.
I didn’t think much of it at the
time. You know Luna -- she’s
always got some mad thing or the
other she’s carrying around. I
just figured it ran in the family.
HERMIONE
Why would someone have drawn it in
a children’s book?
As Hermione shakes her head, musing, Harry eyes her.
HARRY
Hermione, I’ve been thinking. I --
I want to go to Godric’s Hollow.
It’s where I was born, it’s where
my parents died --
HERMIONE
And it’s exactly where You-Know-
Who will expect you to go.
Because it means something to you.
HARRY
But it means something to him too,
Hermione. You-Know-Who nearly
died there. Wouldn’t that be just
the kind of place he’d hide a
Horcrux?
Hermione eyes him. Despite herself, she knows he’s
right.
HERMIONE
It’s dangerous, Harry. But I have
to admit, recently even I’ve been
thinking we might have to go. I
think it’s possible something else
is hidden there.
(off Harry’s look)
The sword. If Dumbledore didn’t
want it falling into the
Ministry’s hands, but wanted you
to find it, what better place to
hide it than the birthplace of the
founder of Gryffindor himself?
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119 CONTINUED: 119
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
Godric’s Hollow is the birthplace
of Godric Gryffindor -- I mean,
‘course it is. Obvious, isn’t it?
HERMIONE
(eyeing him
knowingly)
Harry, did you ever even open A
History of Magic?
HARRY
Tossed it at Neville once when he
was snoring -- might’ve popped
open.
She smiles, then rises, collecting her books and blanket.
HARRY
Hermione...
Words fail him. Hermione reaches out, lightly strokes
his hair as she heads toward the tent.
HERMIONE
Don’t ever let me give you a
haircut again.
120 EXT. GODRIC’S HOLLOW - NIGHT 120
Golden streetlights glimmer along a narrow road leading
to the center of town. Christmas decorations twinkle in
the windows of small cottages, roofs blanketed in snow.
Hermione and Harry Apparate INTO VIEW, wearing HEAVY
COATS and hats, scarves wrapped around their mouths.
HERMIONE
I still think we should’ve used
Polyjuice Potion.
HARRY
No. This is where I was born.
I’m not returning as someone else.
He holds out his arm and Hermione takes it. They move
off.
121 EXT. TOWN CENTER - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 121
Harry and Hermione walk, arms linked. A PUB DOOR opens
briefly and LAUGHTER and MUSIC spill forth.
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119 CONTINUED: (2) 119
(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
Harry, I think it’s Christmas Eve!
Listen...
Her voice is wistful. As they listen, VOICES carry from
the church up ahead. Harry eyes the GRAVEYARD beyond.
HARRY
Do you think they’d be in there?
My mum and dad?
HERMIONE
Yeah. I think they would.
122 EXT. CHURCH - CLOSER - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 122
The SINGING is FULL AND RICH here as Harry and Hermione
make their way through the snow toward the graveyard.
Harry peers up at the STAINED GLASS windows glittering
over him.
123 EXT. GRAVEYARD - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 123
Harry pushes through a gate, then lets go of Hermione’s
hand, row upon row of snowy tombstones stretch before
him. As he heads off, Hermione studies him, then
follows.
NEW ANGLE - GRAVEYARD
Hermione pauses by a large tombstone freckled with
lichen.
HERMIONE
Harry.
HARRY
Is it -- ?
HERMIONE
No. But look.
Harry steps over, looks: KENDRA DUMBLEDORE AND HER
DAUGHTER ARIANA. A quotation is etched in the granite:
“Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.”
HERMIONE
Did you know he had a sister?
Harry stares at the stone, his face a mask.
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121 CONTINUED: 121
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
No.
Harry turns away, walks off.
NEW ANGLE - TOMBSTONES
Hermione walks amid the stones, studying the names, then
stops by an extremely old grave. She crouches.
HERMIONE
Lumos.
Hermione plays the wand’s light over the surface of the
stone, then stops. Though deeply worn by time, the
symbol is unmistakable: the TRIANGULAR EYE. Hermione
rakes the light over the name: IGNOTUS PEVERELL.
HERMIONE
Ignotus... Hey, Har --
She stops. Harry stands several rows away. Utterly
still.
NEW ANGLE - HARRY
As he stares at the tombstones of his parents:
JAMES POTTER
Born 27 March 1960
Died 31 October 1981
LILY POTTER
Born 30 January 1960
Died 31 October 1981
“The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.”
Hermione appears, looks at Harry. Sees that tears are
streaming down his cheeks. Hermione raises her wand,
traces a circle in the air and a WREATH of
CHRISTMAS ROSES blossom in the snow. Harry nods, staring
at them.
HARRY
Happy Christmas, Hermione.
HERMIONE
Happy Christmas, Harry.
Hermione laces her arm around his waist and he drapes his
arm over her shoulder. They stand silently. Then:
HERMIONE
Harry...
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123 CONTINUED: 123
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
Yeah.
HERMIONE
Someone’s watching us. By the
gate.
Harry nods, careful not to look too soon, then glances
up. A STOOPED FIGURE, barely discernible in the drifting
snow, stands in the shadows of the church. She -- it is
distinctly female, and older -- doesn’t move initially --
as if wanting Harry to see her -- then turns away.
HARRY
C’mon.
124 EXT. TOWN CENTER - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 124
All light has left the sky. The stooped figure hobbles
along, past the pub, where shadows play against the
windows and muffled voices can be heard. Harry and
Hermione follow.
125 EXT. NARROW ALLEY - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 125
Hermione eyes the woman ahead, then looks about their
surroundings, feeling trapped.
HERMIONE
I don’t think this is a good idea.
HARRY
We look like ordinary Muggles.
HERMIONE
Muggles who’ve just been laying
flowers on your parents’ grave.
Just then, up ahead, the stooped woman holds up her hand
and Hermione and Harry stop. Seconds later, a group of
SNATCHERS passes by the alley. As they vanish, the woman
continues on.
HARRY
Relax. This is right. I know it.
126 EXT. LANE - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 126
The woman hobbles on. The lane is lined with modest
cottages with small and tidy gardens. Hermione barely
gives them a glance, nervously eyeing the woman ahead,
before realizing she is walking alone.
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123 CONTINUED: (2) 123
(CONTINUED)
She turns, sees Harry standing several yards back,
staring at a dark cottage, its garden overgrown with
weeds, its roof entirely covered in ivy and snow.
Hermione returns to him, looks. GASPS.
HERMIONE
Omigod. Harry...
HARRY
This is where they died, Hermione.
This is where he murdered them.
Hermione studies Harry’s bitter profile, then the house,
careful not to disturb the moment with words. Absently,
Harry places his fingers upon the locket at his chest.
It is trembling -- over-so-slightly. Then, without
turning, while still staring at the house, Harry speaks:
HARRY
You’re Bathilda, aren’t you?
Hermione blinks, confused, then turns and jumps. The old
woman is standing only yards away, watching them.
127 INT. BATHILDA BAGSHOT’S HOUSE - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 127
The door rattles open and tiny BATHILDA BAGSHOT hobbles
inside, followed first by Harry, then Hermione, who
wrinkles her nose. As Bathilda exits the room, Hermione
glances about.
HERMIONE
Harry, I’m not sure about this.
HARRY
Hermione, she knew Dumbledore.
She might have the sword.
Besides, she’s barely knee-high to
a house-elf. I think we can
overpower her if it turns ugly.
HERMIONE
There’s something odd about her.
And what’s that smell?
HARRY
She’s gaga, remember?
Bathilda returns, holding a box of matches. She strikes
one, tries to light a candle, but her movements are
clumsy.
HARRY
Here. Let me do that.
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126 CONTINUED: 126
(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
You have a lovely house, Miss
Bagshot.
Hermione eyes a PHOTOGRAPH of a CURIOUSLY COMPELLING
YOUNG GIRL (ARIANA), then runs a finger along a table.
It comes away thick with dust. She frowns, looks up,
finds Bathilda watching her.
HARRY
Miss Bagshot? Who is this man?
Harry stands by a chest of drawers, holding the match
over a grouping of PHOTOGRAPHS. Coated in DUST, the
figures in the frames flit like ghosts behind veils.
Harry picks one up, wipes away the dust with his hand.
In it a merry-faced boy looks out, his cheery expression
belying a particularly intense gaze.
HARRY
His name. Can you tell me his
name?
Bathilda stares at the photograph solemnly, then peers up
at Harry. Her eyes are THICK with CATARACTS. Harry
stares, unnerved, then Hermione walks over, looks at the
picture.
HARRY
This is him, Hermione. The one I
saw in Gregorovitch’s wandshop.
The thief. Miss Bagshot, who is
he?
She looks at him, then jerks her head toward the stairs.
HARRY
She wants us to go upstairs.
HERMIONE
All right...
As Hermione moves, Bathilda shakes her head, points at
Harry.
HARRY
She wants me to go. Alone.
HERMIONE
Why?
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127 CONTINUED: 127
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
It’s all right. You stay here.
HERMIONE
Harry...
Harry holds up his hand, silencing her, then follows
Bathilda. Just before he disappears, he looks back and
winks, but Hermione doesn’t look reassured.
128 INT. SERPENTINE STAIRCASE - NIGHT (SECONDS LATER) 128
Harry trails Bathilda up a circular staircase,
uncomfortably narrow and lined with books.
129 INT. BAGSHOT HOUSE - SITTING ROOM - CLOSE ON A BOOK - 129
SAME TIME - NIGHT
The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore. A hand reaches
in, takes it. Hermione’s hand. A NOTE is attached:
“Dear Batty. Thanks for your help. You said
everything... even if you don’t remember. Rita.”
130 INT. BAGSHOT HOUSE - BEDROOM - SAME TIME - NIGHT 130
Harry enters a dark low-ceilinged room. He wrinkles his
nose at the smell, then hears the door close behind him.
The room plunges into darkness.
HARRY
Lumos.
Harry sweeps the room, gives a start. Bathilda’s face
wavers in the dark, only feet away, staring at him.
131 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME - NIGHT 131
Hermione hugs herself as she exits the sitting room and
peers into the adjacent hallway. A sliver of the kitchen
can be seen and a faint BUZZING heard. A strange SHADOW
dances on one kitchen wall, of SPECKS moving. Hermione
approaches.
132 INT. BAGSHOT HOUSE - BEDROOM - SAME TIME - NIGHT 132
Harry watches as Bathilda moves closer, transfixed by her
milky eyes. The Horcrux on his chest TWITCHES.
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127 CONTINUED: (2) 127
(CONTINUED)
BATHILDA BAGSHOT
(in Parseltongue)
You are Potter?
HARRY
(in Parseltongue)
Yes.
133 INT. BAGSHOT HOUSE - HALLWAY/KITCHEN - SAME TIME - NIGHT 133
As Hermione nears the kitchen, she eyes the CLOUD of
SPECKS swarming the wall curiously. The BUZZING GROWS to
a HISS as the room... comes INTO VIEW. Hermione GASPS.
CLOTTED BLOOD streaks the sink and great wide swaths of
RED stain the floor where HUNDREDS OF FLIES swarm.
BATHILDA BAGSHOT (O.S.)
(in Parseltongue)
I have something for you...
Hermione’s gaze rises, to the ceiling, to the HEATING
VENT, from which the hissing voice has just come.
134 INT. BAGSHOT HOUSE - BEDROOM - SAME TIME - NIGHT 134
Harry’s arm droops, his wand tip painting the room with
dots of light as he sways, wincing as his scar stings.
Bathilda points, to a dressing table cluttered with
soiled laundry, her milky eyes fixed on Harry. Something
surfaces in her filmy corneas, her pupils changing from
dots to silts.
135 INT. SERPENTINE STAIRCASE - SAME TIME - NIGHT 135
Hermione, wand drawn, ascends the stairs.
136 INT. BAGSHOT HOUSE - BEDROOM - SAME TIME - NIGHT 136
Harry peers at the foul laundry, moving closer, when, out
of the corner of his eye, Bathilda moves weirdly. He
wheels and watches in horror as...
Bathilda’s old body collapses and Nagini pours from her
neck. As Harry raises his wand, Nagini STRIKES, piercing
his forearm. His wand flies out of his hand, its light
spinning dizzily around the room. Nagini’s tail swings
about, knocks Harry’s legs out from under him.
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(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE (O.S.)
Harry!
As Harry rolls onto his back, gasping for breath,
Nagini’s massive body rolls over him, the Horcrux ticking
feverishly against his chest. As Harry ROARS in pain,
the lenses of his GLASSES fracture.
The bedroom door swings open, reveals Hermione
silhouetted against the stairwell, wand poised. A FLASH
OF RED LIGHT ricochets around the room and Nagini’s tail
whips angrily about, shattering the bedroom window.
Hermione dives aside and Harry covers his face as the
curtains burst into flames and shards of glass shower the
room in a rush of cold air.
As Harry reclaims his wand and rises, Nagini’s body
uncoils in fury, splintering furniture and blasting holes
into the walls.
HERMIONE
Confringo!
As Hermione’s spell caroms off the trembling walls, we
see both her and Harry reflected in a MIRROR. He leaps,
sweeping her toward the smoldering window. As they pitch
themselves into the night, the mirror EXPLODES and shards
of glass, reflecting bits of Hermione and Harry and the
giant snake, tumble in the night, slowly vanishing
into... nothingness.
137 EXT. RIVER/WOODS (FOREST OF DEAN) - DAY 137
Weirdly quiet. Like the memory of a day long ago. A
lone figure -- Hermione -- walks from the river to the
woods, a pail of water in hand, leaving silent footprints
in the FROST that glitters on the ground.
138 INT. TENT (FOREST OF DEAN) - EARLY MORNING 138
DARKNESS. For a moment, we hear nothing. Then,
Hermione’s voice SOFTLY WHISPERS:
HERMIONE (O.S.)
Harry... Harry, can you hear
me...?
HARRY (O.S.)
Yes.
HERMIONE (O.S.)
Good. That’s good...
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(CONTINUED)
HARRY (O.S.)
We got away.
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(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE (O.S.)
Yes.
HARRY (O.S.)
Are you alright?
HERMIONE (O.S.)
I’m fine. But you’ve been sick.
Rest... Rest a bit more...
All stays DARK...
139 EXT. TENT (FOREST OF DEAN) - MORNING 139
Hermione sits reading a BOOK by the fire. The hillside
is glorious, overlooking a vast valley.
HARRY (O.S.)
You’ve outdone yourself this time.
Hermione turns, finds Harry standing outside the tent,
admiring the view. He looks pale, battle-worn.
HERMIONE
The Forest of Dean. I came here
once with my mum and dad, years
ago. It’s just how I remember it.
The trees. The river. It’s like
nothing’s changed. Not true, of
course. Everything’s changed. If
I brought my parents here, they
wouldn’t recognize any of it. Not
the trees. Not the river. Not...
me.
HARRY
Where are they?
HERMIONE
Wendell and Monica Wilkens now
reside happily in Sydney,
Australia. They have two dogs,
run a small sweet shop, but floss
daily. No children.
She smiles, then it fades.
HERMIONE
Maybe we should just stay here,
Harry. Grow old.
Harry has no words. She inhales, shakes off her tears.
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(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
You wanted to know who the boy in
the photograph was. Well, I know.
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139 CONTINUED: 139
(CONTINUED)
Hermione holds up the book in her lap: The Life and Lies
of Albus Dumbledore.
HERMIONE
It was in Bathilda’s sitting room.
Rita Skeeter had sent it to her.
Harry, it doesn’t make for very
nice reading --
HARRY
Who is he, Hermione? The thief?
Did Dumbledore know him?
HERMIONE
Yes.
HARRY
Well?
HERMIONE
For a time.
HARRY
Tell me, Hermione. Who is he?
HERMIONE
Gellert Grindelwald. He’s not
very well known in Britain, but
there was a time, before You-Know-
Who...
HARRY
Hermione, I don’t need to have
read A History of Magic to know
who Gellert Grindelwald is.
Hermione nods, hands him the book, open to a PHOTOGRAPH
of a TEENAGED DUMBLEDORE laughing with another BOY
(GELLERT GRINDELWALD). The caption: “For the Greater
Good? Dark Days; Dumbledore and Grindelwald.” On the
opposite page is a PHOTOGRAPH of Grindelwald in later
days, clad in black, holding a JAGGED WAND -- no longer
the carefree lad of youth.
HERMIONE
When Grindelwald was seventeen, he
was expelled from Durmstrang.
He’d started doing some twisted
things at school -- experiments.
A few teachers had always
protected him, but they couldn’t
anymore. After he left, he
traveled for awhile, then ended up
in Godric’s Hollow where his great
aunt lived, Bathilda Bagshot.
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139 CONTINUED: (2) 139
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
Get to the hard part, Hermione.
HERMIONE
She introduced him to Dumbledore.
It made sense. Dumbledore’s
mother had just died, Grindelwald
was troubled and they were both
brilliant -- they’d never really
had anyone they could talk to on
the same level. They did a lot of
talking that summer. But they
always returned to one particular
subject.
Harry looks up.
HERMIONE
Wizard rule over Muggles.
HARRY
And Dumbledore believed in it?
HERMIONE
Yes.
Harry nods, looking at the photograph again.
HARRY
‘For the Greater Good.’ What does
that mean?
HERMIONE
It was something Dumbledore came
up with. He believed wizards were
superior and should rule over
Muggles, but gently, for their own
good. Grindelwald took a more
violent position.
Harry shakes his head, staring at the book.
HERMIONE
It was a different time, Harry.
It was one summer. Dumbledore was
young --
HARRY
We’re young, Hermione. And here
we are, risking our lives to fight
against the very thing Dumbledore
supported.
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(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
He changed, Harry. Years later,
it was Dumbledore who put
Grindelwald in prison.
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(CONTINUED)
Harry stares at the photograph of the laughing thief one
last moment, then tosses the book away.
HARRY
Where’s my wand? I’ll take the
watch.
Hermione hesitates. Her expression makes him
apprehensive.
HARRY
Hermione. Where’s my wand?
She points. There, lying by the fire, is a shattered
stick. He picks it up gently, sees that it is nearly
severed in two. One fragile strand of phoenix feather
holds it together.
HERMIONE
It’s my fault. As we were leaving
Godric’s Hollow, I cast a curse
and it rebounded... I’m sorry,
Harry, I tried to mend it but
wands are different --
HARRY
It’s done.
HERMIONE
Maybe we can --
HARRY
It’s done.
His tone puts an end to it. She nods.
HARRY
Leave me yours. You get back in
the warm. And give me that.
Harry gestures to the locket. Hermione starts to speak,
then simply hands it over. She starts to leave, pauses.
HERMIONE
He loved you, Harry. I know he
loved you.
She trails her fingers lightly over his hair, and he
closes his eyes. We --
DISSOLVE TO:
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139 CONTINUED: (5) 139
140 EXT. TENT (FOREST OF DEAN) - NIGHT (LATER) 140
The fire is merely embers. Harry sits with a frostencrusted
blanket draped over his shoulders, staring
bitterly into the dark forest. The silence is eerie,
SHADOWS play in the trees. He peers through the tent
flap and sees Hermione slumbering in the light of a SMALL
BOWL of FLAMES. Then, slowly, LIGHT CRAWLS briefly over
the tent canvas and he turns, peers into the forest once
more. Something seems to GLIMMER FAINTLY, but so briefly
as to seem a trick of the eye. The air is cold, gives
texture to the darkness, makes it a living thing.
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(CONTINUED)
And then it is there again, the LIGHT -- pure and bright
and silver and moving through the trees toward him.
Harry rises and the blanket slithers off his shoulders.
Gripping Hermione’s wand, he watches the LIGHT drift
closer, then shatter throughout the trees, momentarily
blinding. And then it appears...
... a SILVER-WHITE DOE, moon-bright and dazzling. It
gazes at Harry and he stands, transfixed. And then the
doe turns away. His voice cracks:
HARRY
No...
141 EXT. FOREST OF DEAN - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 141
FROST CRUNCHES beneath Harry’s feet as he dashes through
the trees in pursuit of the silent doe up ahead, breath
streaming from his lungs. She leads him deep into the
forest until, finally, she stops, as does Harry. As he
watches, she turns her beautiful head toward him... and
vanishes. For a moment, a GHOST IMAGE of her, like a
retina burn, hangs in the air and then Harry is plunged
into darkness.
HARRY
Lumos!
Hermione’s wand-tip ignites. Harry paints the clearing
with light and something GLEAMS: a small FROZEN POOL.
He crosses to it, looks down. He sees his own image
reflected dully and then, deeper, within, a SILVER CROSS.
He looks closer.
It is the SWORD OF GRYFFINDOR.
Harry steps back, blinks. It’s still there. He glances
about, painting the trees with light, looking to insure
he is alone, then casts light upon the pool once more.
HARRY
Accio Sword.
Nothing. Harry walks about the pool again and again and
then stops. He crouches...
... and looks slowly down at his chest. The Horcrux
around his neck has begun to TWITCH. Harry places his
fingers upon it briefly, then rises. Quickly, with
fumbling fingers, he SHEDS his clothes and points
Hermione’s wand at the pool.
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140 CONTINUED: 140
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
Diffindo.
The pool’s icey crust CRACKS, echoing in the silence.
CHUNKS of DARK ICE rock the surface. Harry steps to the
pool’s edge, peers within... and PLUNGES...
142 INT. ICY POOL (FOREST OF DEAN) - UNDERWATER - CONTINUOUS 142
ACTION - NIGHT
... SCREAMING in the dark silence of the chill water. He
kicks down to the glimmering sword, grabs the hilt and
kicks for the surface when...
... the locket’s chain begins to COIL, tightening like a
SNAKE about his neck. As the links bite into his throat,
he releases the sword and begins to thrash about,
struggling to get his fingers under the chain. Realizing
it’s no use...
... he reaches for the pool’s edge, his fingers
scrabbling desperately over the ice, but unable to gain
purchase. Slowly, his hands go limp and slip from the
ice back into...
... the water, where he drifts slowly down, a slow trail
of bubbles escaping his mouth, eyes half-closed as he
peers upward, watching as the surface of the water grows
slowly calm... peaceful... when... a SHADOW appears
and...
... a PAIR of HANDS shatter the glassy surface of the
water and Harry is pulled upward and out, landing...
143 EXT. FOREST OF DEAN - CONTINUOUS ACTION - NIGHT 143
... face-down on the frigid ground, choking and retching.
HARRY
Hermione...
A HAND reaches in, strips the locket from his neck.
RON
Are -- you -- mental?
Harry’s eyes pop open. Standing a few yards away, fully
dressed and half-drenched, clutching the sword of --
Gryffindor in one hand and the locket in the other, is
Ron. Harry just stares, then begins to pull on his
clothes.
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141 CONTINUED: 141
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
It was you!
RON
Well, yeah. Bit obvious, I'd
think.
HARRY
And the doe. That was you as
well.
RON
No. I reckoned it was you.
HARRY
My Patronus is a stag.
RON
Right. Antlers.
Ron brings his arms up, vaguely pantomiming antlers, but
the effect is lost, what with the sword and locket.
HARRY
You didn’t see anyone else?
RON
No, I... I did think maybe I saw
something -- when I was running --
over there --
Harry crosses to a pair of OAKS grown close together.
RON
Anything?
HARRY
(shaking his head)
But I reckon whoever cast the doe,
put the sword in that pool hoping
we’d find it.
RON
And we did, didn’t we?
The “we” hangs in the chill air. Harry eyes Ron, then
steps forward and dangles the locket close to the sword.
It immediately begins to TWITCH.
HARRY
See that? It knows. It’s afraid.
(looking up)
Do it.
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(CONTINUED)
RON
What? No. Harry. That thing’s
bad for me. I can’t handle it.
I’m not making excuses for how I
acted, but that thing affects me
more than it affects you and
Hermione. It made me think stuff
-- stuff I was thinking anyway,
but it made everything worse.
HARRY
All the more reason.
RON
No. I can’t --
HARRY
Then why are you here? Why did
you come back?
Harry’s tone is hard, meant to wound. This stops Ron.
He steps back, grips the sword with both hands. Harry
nods.
HARRY
I’ll have to speak to it in order
for it to open. When it does,
don’t hesitate. I don’t know
what’s in here, but it’ll put up a
fight. The bit of Riddle that was
in his diary tried to kill me.
Ron nods and then Harry sweeps a layer of frost from a
flat rock, lays the locket down.
HARRY
On three. One. Two. Three.
(in Parseltongue)
Take me inside...
Click! The twin doors of the locket SNAP open. Behind
each glass window a LIVING EYE blinks -- Tom Riddle’s
eyes.
HARRY
Stab it, Ron. Now.
Ron raises his trembling hands, poises the sword. Then a
VOICE hisses from the Horcrux.
VOICE (V.O.)
I have seen your heart and it is
mine...
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143 CONTINUED: (2) 143
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
Don’t listen to it.
VOICE (V.O.)
I have seen your dreams, Ronald
Weasley, and I have seen your
fears...
HARRY
Ron. Don’t listen to it!
VOICE (V.O.)
Least loved, by the mother who
craved a daughter. Least loved,
by the girl who prefers your
friend...
HARRY
Ron. Stab it!
The locket QUIVERS in Harry’s fingers, turning WHITE-HOT,
and he releases it. As the eyes gleam SCARLET, Harry
grimaces and a FLASH OF BLINDING LIGHT BURSTS forth,
leaving in its wake two FIGURES floating in the darkness
-- GHOST IMAGES of Harry and Hermione.
RIDDLE-HARRY
We were better without you,
happier without you.
RIDDLE-HERMIONE
Who could look at you beside Harry
Potter? What are you, compared
with the Chosen One...?
Ron stands transfixed, sword in hand, horrified.
HARRY
Ron. It lies! Stab it! STAB IT!
RIDDLE-HARRY
Your mother confessed that she
would have preferred me as a
son...
RIDDLE-HERMIONE
Who wouldn’t prefer him, what
woman would take you, you are
nothing, nothing, nothing to
him...
The ghostly Hermione, frightening yet beautiful, entwines
herself around the ghostly Harry, her hair running like
silk over their faces as she leans forward and covers his
mouth with hers.
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143 CONTINUED: (3) 143
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
Do it, Ron! Kill it!
Ron’s head turns then, to Harry, and Harry freezes. A
trace of SCARLET glints in Ron’s eyes. He raises the
sword high and -- for a moment -- Harry looks fearful.
Then, Ron pivots and brings the blade down hard, cleaving
the locket. A SCREAM echoes throughout the forest and
the ghostly Harry and Hermione turn to dust, becoming one
with the vapor drifting from Ron’s mouth and all is...
Quiet.
Harry eyes the shattered locket, then turns his gaze on
Ron who stands alone, sword dangling from the end of his
arm, chest heaving.
Harry scoops up the locket and examines it. Riddle’s
eyes are gone, the silk lining stained and faintly
smoking. Ron lets the sword fall to the ground, drops to
his knees. Harry steps forward and -- carefully --
places a hand upon his shoulder.
HARRY
After you left, she cried for a
week. She’s like my sister.
RON
I’m sorry. I’m sorry I left.
HARRY
You’ve sort of made up for it
tonight. Getting the sword.
Finishing off the Horcrux.
RON
Saving your life.
HARRY
That too.
They both stare at the remains of the locket.
RON
And just think of it. Only three
to go.
144 INT. TENT (FOREST OF DEAN) - DAWN (LATER) 144
The bowl of flames boils timidly now; Hermione still
slumbers.
HARRY (O.S.)
Hermione!
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143 CONTINUED: (4) 143
(CONTINUED)
She stirs, sits up. Pushing her hair out of her face,
she peers through the tent flap.
145 EXT. TENT (FOREST OF DEAN) - CONTINUOUS ACTION - DAWN 145
Harry sticks the sword in the ground. As Hermione
emerges, she blinks against the brightness of the morning
sun.
HERMIONE
Everything all right?
HARRY
Fine. Actually... more than fine.
He steps aside and Hermione sees Ron, standing at the
edge of the camp. She stares, mute, then walks past
Harry and the ashes of the campfire, stopping right in
front of Ron. He raises a hand, smiles sheepishly.
RON
Hey.
And then... Hermione begins to PUNCH HIM.
RON
Wo -- hey -- ouch!
HERMIONE
(with each punch)
You -- complete -- arse -- Ronald
-- Weasley! You crawl back here
after all these weeks and say,
‘Hey?’
(turning to Harry)
Where’s my wand? Harry, where’s
my wand!
Harry places his hand over his pocket.
HARRY
Um... I don’t know?
HERMIONE
Harry Potter, you give me my wand!
RON
How come he’s got your wand?
HERMIONE
Never mind why he’s got my wand --
(stopping)
What is that?
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144 CONTINUED: 144
(CONTINUED)
She stares at the blackened locket dangling in Ron’s
hand.
HERMIONE
You destroyed it?
Hermione glances at Harry. He indicates Ron. She turns
back to Ron. He nods. She starts to speak when her eyes
shift, see the sword stuck in the ground.
HERMIONE
And exactly how is it you have the
Sword of Gryffindor?
HARRY
It’s a long story.
Hermione ponders this, baffled, then looks back at Ron.
HERMIONE
Don’t think this changes anything.
RON
No, of course not. I only
destroyed a bloody freaking
Horcrux! Why would that change
anything! Do you know what it was
like for me to hear those words
coming from you! To see you doing
those things --
Ron stops.
HERMIONE
See me doing what things?
Ron blinks, mortified. Hermione turns to Harry.
HERMIONE
What happened out there?
HARRY
(at a loss, then)
It’s a long story.
RON
Look, I wanted to come back the
minute I’d left. I just... didn’t
know how to find you.
HARRY
Exactly how did you find us?
RON
With this.
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145 CONTINUED: 145
(CONTINUED)
Ron reaches into his pocket, pulls out the Deluminator.
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145 CONTINUED: (2) 145
(CONTINUED)
RON
It doesn’t just turn off lights.
I don’t know exactly how it works,
but Christmas morning I -- I was
sleeping -- in this little pub--
I’d given some Snatchers the slip
the night before, me being a bloodtraitor
and all -- anyway, I was
sleeping when I heard it...
HARRY
It?
RON
A voice.
Ron turns to Hermione, holds up the Deluminator.
RON
Your voice, Hermione. Coming out
of this.
HERMIONE
And what may I ask did I say?
RON
My name. Just my name. Like a
whisper.
Hermione stands perfectly still... and blushes.
RON
So I took this and I clicked it
and this tiny ball of light
appeared. And I knew.
HARRY
Knew what?
RON
Just knew. On account of
Hermione’s voice. And sure
enough, it floated toward me, the
ball of light, right to my chest
and then -- went straight through
-- right here.
Ron touches a point close to his heart.
RON
I could feel it inside me. It was
warm, like the first sip of a good
cup of tea. And I knew it would
take me where I needed to go.
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145 CONTINUED: (3) 145
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
So I Disapparated and came out on
this hillside. It was dark. I
didn’t have any idea where I was.
I just had to hope one of you
would show yourselves in the end.
And you did.
146 INT. TENT (FOREST OF DEAN) - NIGHT 146
Harry lies in his bunk while Ron sits cross-legged,
warming his hands over a bowl of FLAMES.
RON
I’ve always liked it. These
flames Hermione makes.
Harry peers at the bowl, then beyond the tent flap, sees
Hermione sitting just outside, keeping watch.
RON
How long you reckon she’ll stay
mad at me?
HARRY
Keep talking ‘bout that little
ball of light touching your heart
-- she’ll come round.
RON
It was true. Every word.
(a beat)
You’re going to think I’m mental,
but I think that’s why Dumbledore
left it to me -- the Deluminator.
I think he knew that at some point
I’d... need to find my way back.
And she’d lead me.
Harry eyes Ron, pondering this. Then suddenly, Ron jumps
up, grabs his own rucksack and begins to fish through it.
RON
Bloody hell. I just realized.
You need a wand, right?
HARRY
Yeah...
RON
Well, I’ve got one. Here. It’s
Blackthorn, ten inches, nothing
special, but I reckon it’ll do. I
took it off a Snatcher a few weeks
back.
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145 CONTINUED: (4) 145
RON (CONT'D)
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
(whispering)
Don’t tell Hermione, but they’re a
bit dim, Snatchers. This one was
definitely part Troll. The smell
off him...
Harry points the wand at the flames.
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146 CONTINUED: 146
RON (CONT'D)
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
Engorgio.
The flames FLARE MASSIVELY and Ron leaps back.
RON
Wo.
HARRY
Reducio!
As the flames subside, Ron pats down a small flare-up on
the canvas.
HERMIONE
What’s going on in there?
HARRY/RON
Nothing.
RON
(to Harry)
Maybe a bit more practice, eh?
HERMIONE
We need to talk.
Ron wheels, sees Hermione standing in the mouth of the
tent, Life and Lies in hand, looking at Harry.
RON
All right.
HERMIONE
(ignoring him)
I want to go and see Xenophilius
Lovegood.
HARRY
Sorry?
HERMIONE
See this? It’s a letter
Dumbledore wrote to Grindelwald.
Look at the signature. It’s the
mark again.
Hermione turns the book in Harry’s direction. Dumbledore
replaced the “A” in Albus with the TRIANGULAR EYE.
HERMIONE
It keeps cropping up. Here. In
Beedle the Bard. In the graveyard
in Godric’s Hollow -- what?
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 111.
146 CONTINUED: (2) 146
(CONTINUED)
Hermione looks at Harry, who is staring hard at the book.
Suddenly, we are...
147 INT. VILLAGE STREET - DAWN 147
... MOVING through the village streets again, PAST the
cloaked figures, turning down the narrowing alleyway that
leads toward Gregorovitch’s wand shop and... HOLDING on
the TRIANGULAR SYMBOL scratched crudely into the wall...
148 INT. TENT (FOREST OF DEAN) - SAME TIME - NIGHT 148
Harry blinks.
HARRY
Jesus. It was there too.
HERMIONE
Where?
HARRY
Outside Gregorovitch’s wand shop.
on the alley wall...
RON
But what does it mean?
They all look down at the symbol etched in Dumbledore’s
fine hand in the book.
HERMIONE
Harry, you don’t have a clue where
the next Horcrux is. And neither
do I. But this, this means
something. I’m sure of it.
RON
I think Hermione’s right. I think
we ought to go and see Lovegood.
What say we vote on it? Those in
favor...
Ron’s hand flies into the air. Harry eyes him knowingly.
Hermione rolls her eyes, then lifts her hand as well.
RON
Sorry, Harry. Looks like it’s
Hermione and me this time.
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146 CONTINUED: (3) 146
149 EXT. HILLSIDE - LATE AFTERNOON 149
The sun hangs low over a hillside gloriously free of
snow. Ron leads the way, far ahead of Harry and
Hermione.
HARRY
Not still mad at him, are you?
HERMIONE
I’m always mad at him.
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(CONTINUED)
As we RISE, a STRANGE-LOOKING HOUSE appears in the
distance, etched like a great black cylinder against the
sky. Seeing it, Ron turns back, GRINNING as he calls
out.
RON
Luna?
Harry and Hermione take a look.
HARRY/HERMIONE
Luna.
150 EXT. LOVEGOOD HOUSE - FRONT DOOR - LATE AFTERNOON 150
A SIGN is tacked to a door studded with nails: “THE
QUIBBLER. EDITOR: X. LOVEGOOD. Hermione raps three
times.
RON
Keep off the dirigible plums.
Hermione turns, gives him an odd look. Ron points to a
SIGN: “KEEP OFF THE DIRIGIBLE PLUMS.” Just then, the
door swings open and Xenophilius Lovegood appears,
barefoot, wearing a soiled nightshirt.
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
(to Hermione)
What is it?
(to Ron)
Who are you?
(to Harry)
What do you want --
Seeing Harry, Lovegood’s jaw goes slack in shock.
HARRY
Hello, Mr. Lovegood. I’m Harry
Potter. We met a few months back?
Lovegood’s eyes drift to Harry’s scar.
HARRY
Would it be okay if we came in?
It won’t take long, sir. I
promise.
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149 CONTINUED: 149
151 INT. LOVEGOOD HOUSE - PRESS ROOM - LATE AFTERNOON 151
Great tottering towers of Quibbler back-issues rise to
the ceiling while an old-fashioned WOODEN PRINTING PRESS
chugs away in the center of the room, spitting out new
ones.
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
Excuse me.
As Lovegood steps to the wheezing press, the trio glance
at past QUIBBLERS laying about: MUGGLE MURDERS RISE,
DOZENS DIE AS DEATH EATERS ATTACK, HARRY IN HIDING, WHERE
IS THE CHOSEN ONE? YOU-KNOW-WHO CLAIMS ANOTHER VICTIM:
QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP CANCELLED AMID DEATH THREATS.
Abruptly, the press goes silent and Lovegood turns.
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
So. What brings you here, Mr.
Potter?
HARRY
Well, sir, we need some help.
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
Ah. Help. I see. Yes, well, the
thing is, helping Harry Potter,
rather dangerous these days...
The trio exchange glances.
RON
Aren’t you the one who keeps
telling everyone it’s their first
duty to help Harry?
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
I have expressed that view, yes.
In the past. Would you excuse me
one moment. I shall return
shortly and, um, try to help
you...
Lovegood dashes from the room.
HARRY
What’s going on here?
RON
He’s mental. Let’s face it.
Luna’s always good value, but
she’s nutty as squirrel poo.
Just then, Hermione GASPS, points to an ENORMOUS SPIRAL
HORN mounted on the wall.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 114.
(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE
Do you see that?
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(CONTINUED)
RON
Well, yeah, of course. It’s
massive, isn’t it?
HERMIONE
No! Don’t go near it!
Harry stops.
HERMIONE
It’s an Erumpent horn. It’s a
Class B Tradeable Material.
Harry and Ron exchange a “she’s mental” glance.
RON
Yeah, all right...
Just then, Lovegood returns with a TRAY rattling with
CUPS.
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
May I offer you all an infusion of
Gurdyroots? We make it ourselves.
HERMIONE
Where is Luna, sir?
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
Luna? Oh, um, she’ll be along.
Now how can I help you, Mr.
Potter?
HARRY
Well, sir, it’s about something
you were wearing around your neck
at the wedding. A symbol...
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
You mean this?
Lovegood reaches into his nightshirt and pulls out the
chain with the TRIANGULAR EYE.
HARRY
Yes! Exactly. What we wondered,
sir, is, well, what is it?
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
What is it? Well, it’s the sign
of the Deathly Hallows, of course.
HARRY/RON/HERMIONE
The what?
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151 CONTINUED: (2) 151
(CONTINUED)
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
The Deathly Hallows. I assume
you’re all familiar with ‘The Tale
of the Three Brothers?’
HERMIONE/RON
Yes.
HARRY
No.
Harry looks at the others, then Hermione reaches into her
beaded bag and pulls out The Tales of Beedle the Bard.
HERMIONE
It’s in here.
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
Well, there’s no real reason to go
on unless one is familiar with the
tale. Why don’t you read it
aloud, Miss...?
HERMIONE
Granger. Well... all right.
(opening the book)
There were once three brothers who
were traveling along a lonely,
winding road at twilight --
RON
Midnight. Mum always said
midnight.
(as Hermione glowers)
But twilight’s fine. Better
actually.
HERMIONE
In time, the brothers reached a
river too treacherous to pass...
As Hermione continues, Lovegood looks out the window. A
CROW cycles INTO VIEW and we FOLLOW it, the sky
DARKENING...
152 STORY - EXT. RIVER/BRIDGE - TWILIGHT 152
... as the crow swoops over a river to reveal THREE
SILHOUETTES.
HERMIONE (V.O.)
But being learned in the magical
arts, the three brothers simply
waved their wands and made a
bridge. They were halfway across
it when they found their path
blocked by a hooded figure.
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151 CONTINUED: (3) 151
(CONTINUED)
A BRIDGE MAGICALLY MATERIALIZES and the three figures
begin to cross, when the HOODED FIGURE appears.
HERMIONE (V.O.)
It was Death and he felt cheated,
for travelers usually drowned in
the river. But Death was cunning.
He granted each brother a wish for
their cleverness. The oldest, who
was a combative man, asked for a
wand more powerful than any in
existence. So Death fashioned one
from an elder tree on the banks of
the river.
All of this is dramatized in surreal silhouette.
HERMIONE (V.O.)
The second brother, who was an
arrogant man, asked for the power
to recall others from Death. So
Death plucked a stone from the
river. Finally Death turned to
the third brother. A humble man,
he asked for something that would
make him disappear. And so it was
that Death handed over his own
Cloak of Invisibility. Death then
stepped aside and the brothers
went their separate ways...
We see the brothers cross the bridge, and part.
HERMIONE (V.O.)
The first brother traveled to a
distant village where, with Elder
Wand in hand, he killed a wizard
with whom he had once quarreled.
Proceeding to an Inn, he bragged
of his invincibility. But that
very night...
We see a wizard, in shadow, slip into a room, KNIFE in
hand.
HERMIONE (V.O.)
... another wizard crept upon him
as he lay sleeping. He took the
Elder Wand... and slit the
brother’s throat for good measure.
And so Death took the first
brother for his own...
We see the second brother approach a cottage.
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152 CONTINUED: 152
(CONTINUED)
HERMIONE (V.O.)
Meanwhile, the second brother
journeyed to his home, where he
took out the stone and turned it
thrice in hand. To his delight,
the girl he had once hoped to
marry before her untimely death
appeared before him. Yet soon she
turned sad and cold, for she did
not belong in the mortal world.
Driven mad with hopeless longing,
the second brother killed himself
so as to join her. And so Death
took the second brother...
We see Death etched upon a bleak hillside.
HERMIONE (V.O.)
As for the third brother, Death
searched for many years but was
never able to find him. Only when
he had attained a great age did
the youngest brother shed the
Cloak of Invisibility and give it
to his son. He then greeted Death
as an old friend and went with him
gladly, departing this life as
equals...
As Death and the third brother retreat, the crow returns,
beating into the sky, which LIGHTENS, and we PULL BACK...
153 INT. LOVEGOOD HOUSE - PRESS ROOM - DUSK 153
... to find Xenophilius Lovegood staring out the window.
The sun has nearly vanished over the lip of the hill.
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
Well, there you are. Those are
the Deathly Hallows.
HARRY
Sorry... I still don’t really
understand...
Lovegood turns and, taking quill and parchment, draws a
STRAIGHT VERTICAL LINE...
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
The Elder Wand...
... then adds a CIRCLE on top of the line...
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 118.
152 CONTINUED: (2) 152
(CONTINUED)
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
The Resurrection Stone...
... then encloses both in a TRIANGLE.
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
The Cloak of Invisibility.
Together... they make the Deathly
Hallows. Together... they make
one master of Death.
The trio stare at the symbol.
HERMIONE
Mr. Lovegood, does the Peverell
family have anything to do with
the Deathly Hallows?
(to Harry and Ron)
That was the name on the grave
with the mark on it in Godric’s
Hollow. Ignotus Peverell.
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
Ignotus and his brothers Cadmus
and Antioch are thought to be the
original owners of the Hallows and
therefore the inspiration for the
story.
Lovegood’s focus abruptly wavers, sadness in his eyes,
then he blinks, eyes the tea kettle.
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
Ah, but your tea’s grown cold.
Excuse me, I'll be right back.
RON
(as Lovegood exits)
Let’s get out of here once he’s
back. I’m not touching this
stuff, hot or cold.
HARRY
(lost in thought)
Which one would you choose if you
could? Of the Deathly Hallows?
HERMIONE
It’s obvious, isn’t it?
All three speak at once:
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153 CONTINUED: 153
(CONTINUED)
RON
The Wand.
HERMIONE
The Cloak.
HARRY
The Stone.
They glance at each other, amused.
RON
You’re supposed to say the Cloak,
but who wants to spend all day
being invisible. Dead boring if
you ask me. But an unbeatable
wand!
HERMIONE
Its owner grew drunk with power
and was murdered.
RON
Yeah, but imagine what a short
wicked life you’d lead.
HERMIONE
(rolling her eyes)
Why the Stone, Harry?
HARRY
Well, you could bring people back,
couldn’t you? Mad-Eye.
Dumbledore. Sirius. Anybody.
HERMIONE
(gentle
But according to the story they
don’t want to come back. It’s all
rubbish anyway. There’s no such
thing as the Deathly Hallows.
HARRY
But I have one. The Invisibility
Cloak my father left me.
HERMIONE
There have always been Cloaks --
RON
Not like Harry’s. I’ve seen a
fair few. Dad used to bring home
the ones the Ministry confiscated
from petty thieves and the like.
They always got holes or tears.
Harry’s is different. It’s
perfect.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 120.
153 CONTINUED: (2) 153
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
And I think I’ve actually held the
Resurrection Stone in my hands,
that night in Dumbledore’s office
when he showed me the ring he’d
destroyed, the Horcrux. It had a
symbol on it. Now I think it was
the mark of the Hallows.
The trio stand silently when Lovegood returns.
HERMIONE
Mr. Lovegood. Thank you, sir --
RON
You forgot the water.
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
The water?
RON
For the tea.
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
Did, didn’t I? How silly of me.
HERMIONE
No matter, sir. We really ought
to be go--
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
No, you mustn’t --
HARRY
Sir?
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
You’re my only hope. They were
angry, you see, about what I’d
been writing, so they took her.
They took my Luna...
(eyes finding Harry)
But it’s really you they want...
HARRY
Who took her, sir?
Hermione eyes the printing press. A copy of the Quibbler
lies stuck under a roller. She reaches out, pulls it
free, the INK STREAKING over the cover, over HARRY’S FACE
and the BLAZING HEADLINE: UNDESIRABLE NUMBER #1.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 121.
153 CONTINUED: (3) 153
(CONTINUED)
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
Him. Surely you call him You-Know-
Who. But his real name of course
is... Voldemort.
RON
Nooooooooo!
Instantly, out the window, FIGURES on BROOMSTICKS appear
in the sky, jetting directly toward the house. As Harry,
Ron and Hermione hit the floor, ROPES of LIGHT ricochet
off the windowsill. The printing press EXPLODES, raining
Quibblers everywhere, like a flock of doves, smoking with
flames. Lovegood waves madly from the window.
XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD
Stop! I’ve got him --
Lovegood is blasted off his feet by a Stunning Spell so
great the chain around his neck flies across the room and
settles at Harry’s feet. Harry glances down, watches the
symbol of the Deathly Hallows dissolve like mercury, then
looks up, sees Lovegood streak out the door.
HERMIONE
Ron! Harry! Take my hand!
Harry and Ron begin to crawl on their knees toward
Hermione when another volley of spells ricochet about the
room and -- ping! -- strike the Gurdyroot teapot. As
Hermione watches, it flies into the air, tumbling end
over end toward the Erumpent Horn. Harry’s hand closes
on hers, Ron reaches out and...
... the teapot strikes the Erumpent Horn.
154 EXT. LOVEGOOD HOUSE - CONTINUOUS ACTION - DUSK 154
There is a COLOSSAL EXPLOSION. The second floor of the
black cylinder ruptures. Quibblers belch into the air
like confetti as Lovegood narrowly escapes and the Death
Eaters are engulfed and Harry, Ron and Hermione...
155 EXT. RIVERBANK - DUSK 155
... tumble INTO VIEW and roll to their feet, barely
visible in the darkness.
RON
That treacherous old bleeder! Is
there no one we can trust!
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 122.
153 CONTINUED: (4) 153
(CONTINUED)
HARRY
(softly)
They’ve kidnapped Luna because he
supported me. He was just
desperate.
Ron says nothing, then SPITS, clearing the grit from his
teeth and peers toward the river. Unlike the raging
force it was the last time they were here, it is little
more than a trickle now. The trees are eerily quiet.
RON
I’ll do the enchantments.
Ron takes out his wand... when Hermione raises her hand,
stopping him. Her eyes rise. Her breath catches. Ron
and Harry look. Clinging to the branches of the trees
above, almost as if a part of the trees themselves,
are...
SNATCHERS.
A wand BLOOMS above, illuminates the face of Scabior.
Hermione’s red scarf, now faded and filthy, dangles from
his neck. He presses it to his grimy nose, inhales and
GRINS.
SCABIOR
Hello, beautiful.
156 EXT. FOREST - DUSK (MOMENTS LATER) 156
Harry, Ron and Hermione DASH through the trees. As they
diverge, we CUT BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN THE THREE:
Hermione, swift as the wind, flickers through the trees
as Scabior pursues her.
Harry slashes through the river, looks up, and sees a
Snatcher leap across the divide from one tree to another.
Ron pounds through thick brush, over a fallen tree.
The forest grows more dense, the shadows thicken. Spells
splinter through the trees, ropes of light lace the
night.
Hermione stumbles, regains her footing, finds herself in
a clearing. Another figure pelts toward her: Harry.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 123.
155 CONTINUED: 155
(CONTINUED)
They freeze briefly, then the clearing explodes with
light as spells ricochet. They hit the ground. Hear the
Snatchers closing in. Harry looks to Hermione. The TIP
of her WAND GLOWS and her face blooms in the darkness,
looking mildly demonic. She reaches out, STRIPS HIS
GLASSES FROM HIS FACE, then points her wand... at him. A
BURST of WHITE LIGHT strikes him in the eyes. As her
wand goes dark...
157 EXT. FORTRESS - NIGHT 157
... he is flying toward a fortress, gliding around the
high walls, up to the topmost window of the highest
tower. He passes through the window -- little more than
a slit -- and...
158 INT. CELL - CONTINUOUS ACTION - NIGHT 158
... finds a SKELETAL FIGURE lying beneath a ragged
blanket. The figure stirs, looks up, and grins with
broken teeth. It is the young man -- the thief -- grown
old. Grindelwald.
GRINDELWALD
Ah, Tom, I thought you would come
one day. But surely you must know
I no longer have what you seek...
A SHADOW -- Voldemort’s -- falls across Grindelwald.
VOLDEMORT
If not you, then who?
GRINDELWALD
You’re so innocent, Tom. Like a
schoolboy. There’s so much you
don’t understand...
VOLDEMORT
Tell me, Grindelwald. Tell me
where to find it! Tell me who
possesses it! The name,
Grindelwald! The name!
GRINDELWALD
Can’t you guess, Tom? It lies
with him, of course. Buried
within the earth. It is he who
possesses it, even in death. Your
old friend and mine... Dumbledore.
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156 CONTINUED: 156
159 EXT. FOREST - DUSK 159
Harry blinks and IN A (SWOLLEN) BLUR peers at Hermione,
WHISPERS QUICKLY:
HARRY
They exist. The Hallows.
Hermione looks at him expectantly. He nods, his FACE
SHROUDED IN SHADOW, BARELY VISIBLE.
HARRY
But he only wants the one, the
last one. That’s what he’s been
looking for.
HERMIONE
What’re you saying?
HARRY
He knows where it is, You-Know-
Who. He’ll have it by the end of
the night. He’s found the Elder
Wand.
As Hermione stares in stunned disbelief, figures emerge
from the trees. Ron is shoved to the ground next to
them. Scabior strips Harry and Hermione of their wands.
RON
Don’t touch her!
A fist hits Ron hard. It’s GREYBACK.
HERMIONE
Stop it!
SCABIOR
Your boyfriend’ll get worse than
that if he doesn’t behave, lovely.
Scabior paints her face with light then casts it on
Harry. Harry peers up, his eyes SWOLLEN to slits, his
face HORRIBLY MISSHAPEN.
SCABIOR
What happened to you, ugly?
Harry’s hand finds his face, feels the lumps.
SCABIOR
What’s your name?
HARRY
Dudely. Vernon Dudley.
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(CONTINUED)
SCABIOR
Check the list. And you, ginger?
RON
Stan Shunpike.
SCABIOR
Like ‘ell you are. We know skinny
Stan. Try again.
Greyback, his boot to Ron’s neck, presses harder.
RON
Weasley...
(making it up)
Barney Weasley.
SCABIOR
Weasley, eh? Wouldn’t be related
to that blood traitor Arthur
Weasley, would you?
RON
Piss off! Arthur Weasley’s ten
times the wizard you are!
SCABIOR
Worth ten times you if I can find
him. Wasn’t you that tipped him
off, was it?
Ron stays mute. Scabior turns to Hermione.
SCABIOR
How ‘bout you, lovely? What do
they call you...?
HERMIONE
Penelope Clearwater. Half-blood.
Scabior strokes the nape of Hermione’s neck, then takes
her hair in hand, sniffs it.
SCABIOR
You smell like vanilla, Penelope.
I think you’re going to be my
favorite.
SNATCHER
There’s no Vernon Dudley on ‘ere.
Reluctantly, Scabior turns from Hermione to Harry.
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY... - PT. 1 - Rev. 6/11/10 126.
159 CONTINUED: 159
(CONTINUED)
FENRIR GREYBACK
Hear that, ugly? The list says
you’re lying. How come you don’t
want us to know who you are? Hm?
HARRY
The list is wrong. I told you who
I am --
Scabior puts a finger to his lips, silencing Harry, his
wand probing Harry’s face more closely.
SCABIOR
Change of plans, boys. We won’t
be taking this lot to the
Ministry.
160 EXT. NIGHT SKY - NIGHT 160
The sea of treetops shift eerily below as we sweep over
them.
161 EXT. MALFOY MANOR - NIGHT (MOMENTS LATER) 161
Scabior and the others escort Harry, Ron and Hermione
past the yew hedges. Hermione eyes the white peacock,
looking like a ghostly lawn ornament. Harry WHISPERS:
HARRY
What did you put on me?
HERMIONE
A Stinging Jinx.
HARRY
How long will it last?
HERMIONE
Not long.
Harry glances down, sees his GLASSES cupped in Hermione’s
palm. As he slips them into his pocket, the group
suddenly slows. Up ahead, on the other side of the gate,
BELLATRIX, LUCIUS and NARCISSA approach. Scabior grabs
Harry’s arm, pushes his face up to the iron bars.
Bellatrix steps close.
BELLATRIX
Show me.
Scabior reaches out and pushes Harry’s hair off his
forehead.
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159 CONTINUED: (2) 159
(CONTINUED)
Bellatrix points her wand, illuminating the skin.
Slowly, she smiles. Despite the swelling, one intriguing
feature can be seen. A SCAR. In the shape of a
LIGHTNING BOLT? We HOLD, then...
CUT TO BLACK.
THE END
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