The phantom of the opera.
The best theatre, movie and book. Coming to life as Harry potter Cast.
Charcters.
Phantom = Tom Riddle
Christine = Hermione
Raoul = Harry
Andre = Draco
Firmin = Seamus
Meg = Luna
Giry = Professor McGonagall
Lefebvre = Dumbledore
Piangi = Ron
Carlotta = Pansy
Reyer = Theodore
Auctioneer = Dean
Buquet = Hagrid
Porter = Neville
Chorus =
Hannah
Daphne
Ginny
Neville
Blaise
Collin
Susan
Terry
Cho
Oliver
Fred
George
Katie
Cedric
Scene Three
Christine's Dressing Room
(Meanwhile Harry, Draco, Seamus and Ms Finnegan are seen making their way towards the dressing room, the managers in high spirits, bearing champagne)
Draco: A tour de force! No other way to describe it!
Seamus: What a relief! Not a single refund!
Ms Finnegan: Greedy!
Draco: Seamus, I think we've made quite a discovery in Miss Granger!
Seamus: To Harry, indicating to Hermione's dressing room) Here we are Monsieur le Potter.
Harry: Gentlemen, if you wouldn't mind. This is one visit I should prefer to make unaccompanied. (He takes the champagne from Seamus)
Draco: As you wish Monsieur.
(They bow and move off)
Seamus: They appear to have met before…
(Harry knocks at the door and enters)
Harry: Hermione Granger, where is your scarf?
Hermione: Monsieur?
Harry: You can't of lost it. After all the trouble I took, I was just fourteen and soaked to the skin…
Hermione: Because you had run into the sea to fetch my scarf. Oh Harry. So it is you!
Harry: Hermione.
(They embrace and laugh. She moves away and sits at her dressing table)
Harry: Little Lotte let her mind wonder…
Hermione: You remember that, too…
Harry: Little Lotte thought: Am I fonder of dolls
Both: Or goblins, or shoes…
Hermione: …or of riddles or frocks…
Harry: Those picnics in the attic… or of chocolates…
Hermione: Father playing the violin…
Harry: As we read to each other dark stories, of the North…
Hermione: No - what I love best, Lotte said, is when I'm asleep in my bed, and the Angel of Music sings songs, in my head!
Both: …the Angel of Music sings songs in my head.
Hermione: Father said, 'When I'm in heaven, child, I will send the Angel of Music to you.' Well, father is dead, Harry, and I have been visited by the Angel of Music.
Harry: No doubt of it - And now we'll go to supper!
Hermione: No, Harry, the Angel of Music is very strict.
Harry: I shan't keep you up late!
Hermione: No, Harry…
Harry: You must change. I must get my hat. Two minutes - Little Lotte. (He hurries out)
Hermione: (Calling after him) Harry! (Quietly, picking up her hand mirror) Things have changed. Harry.
(Tremulous music. Hermione hears Tom's voice, seemingly from behind her dressing room mirror)
Tom's Voice: Insolent boy! This slave of fashion, basking in your glory! Ignorant fool! This brave young suitor sharing in triumph!
Hermione: (Spellbound) Angel! I hear you! Speak - I listen… stay by my side, guide me! Angel, my soul was weak - forgive me… enter at last, Master!
Tom's Voice: Flattering child, you shall know me, see why in shadow I hide! Look at your face in the mirror - I am there inside! (Tom's figure becomes discernible behind the mirror)
Hermione: (ecstatic) Angel of Music! Guide and guardian! Grant to me your glory! Angel of Music! Hide no longer! Come to me, strange voice…
Tom's voice: I am your Angel… Come to me: Angel of Music…
(Hermione walks towards the glowing, shimmering glass. Meanwhile Harry has returned. He hears the voices and is puzzled. He tries the door and its locked)
Harry: Whose is that voice…? Who is that in there…?
(Inside the room the mirror opens. Behind it, in an inferno of white light, stands the Phantom aka Tom. He reaches forwarded takes Hermione firmly, but not fiercely, by the wrist. His touch is cold and Hermione gasps)
Tom: I am your Angel of Music… Come to me Angel of Music…
(Hermione disappears through the mirror, which closes behind her. The door of the dressing room suddenly unlocks and swings open, and Harry enters to find it empty)
Harry: Hermione! Angel!
