[[Zoom, zoom, zoom into Hogwarts. Start from the main entrance, whip
around hallway corners, and finally into the Great Hall, where students are
eating breakfast. Sharp close-up on Cho Chang, a very pretty 7th year,
who's buttering a piece of bread. She's talking to a group of friends, the
same group that always seems to be with her.]]
JULIE: Ok, ok, how about this one-"You would typically label yourself as a)
a trendsetter, b) a party girl, c) the quiet one, or d) the strange one."
CHO: The strange one, definitely. [laughs and eats the piece of bread]
HILARY: I would say I'm the party girl.
JULIE: No argument here.
CHO: [to Hilary] Did you ever find out who that guy you were dancing with
was?
HILARY: [blushing] Oh, him. Well I never did get his name but I've been,
er, mysteriously receiving gifts for a while now.
JULIE: [drops magazine] Hilary!
CHO: Like what?
HILARY: Oh, you know.the usual.the dozen roses, boxes of chocolate, little
bits of poetry, jewelry.
JULIE: You act like this is an everyday occurrence.
CHO: I know, that's wonderful, Hils!
HILARY: Thanks
JULIE: Aww, looks like somebody found their Prince Charming. [they all
giggle]
[Pan out to the Gryffindor table, where Harry is watching her laugh amongst
her friends. He gropes for his glass of orange juice, keeping his eyes
fixed on Cho. Hermione grabs his hand and leads it to the juice.]
HERMIONE: Honestly, Harry. Would it be too much to tear your eyes off of
her for one minute so that you could get some breakfast in you?
HARRY: Huh? Oh. I wasn't staring at her, I was just.[quickly
thinks].looking at Snape's greasier-than-usual hair.
RON: [stuffing his face] Please. Everyone knows your head over heels in
love with Cho. I mean, I can understand, of course, but-ow!
[Hermione has elbowed him]
RON: [cont.] Oops, sorry, Herm.
HERMIONE: Anyway, did you study for the Herbology test today?
HARRY: Uh, sortof.
HERMIONE: Harry-
RON: Don't nag, Hermione. Can't you see he's a bit busy?
[Pan out even further to the Slytherin table. Draco Malfoy is meticulously
eating some cereal while constantly glancing in Cho's direction. Crabbe
and Goyle sit on either side of him, and Pansy in front of him. Pansy
thinks that he keeps looking at her. She shifts her position and bats her
eyelashes.]
DRACO: Pansy, would you move? I can't see.
PANSY: [sputters] See what?
DRACO: Not a what, a who.
CRABBE: [grunting] Probably that Cho Chang again.
GOYLE: [chuckling] Yea, she's pretty hot. [Crabbe and Goyle grunt in
laughter together.]
DRACO: Find your own, you two blubbering idiots. I've got dibs on this
one.
PANSY: Ahem.
DRACO: Can I help you?
PANSY: [huffs] Forget it. I don't need to be ignored here. [She gets up
and leaves.]
DRACO: [under his breath] Much better.
[[It's the last class of the day, Herbology, and Cho is absentmindedly chewing on her sugar quill. A knock at the greenhouse door.]] PROFESSOR SPROUT: Come in, come in. [Draco enters with a swagger, all the girls except for Cho start to blush and giggle furiously. He knows this and winks at a few.] SPROUT: Can I help you, Mr. Malfoy? DRACO: Yes, I was instructed by Professor Snape to bring Cho Chang to his office immediately. [Cho gets up hesitantly.] DRACO: He also suggested that she might bring her things; it could take a while. [Cho goes back and gets her bag.] [They walk out amidst jealous glances from the other girls.]
[[OUTSIDE; some distance away from the greenhouses, CHO is following DRACO to a small little cottage.]] CHO: What is that? DRACO: It's Professor Snape's laboratory. CHO: He has a laboratory? DRACO: Ever since he was enlisted by the Ministry to concoct antidotes. CHO: Wow, I had no idea. DRACO: Right this way m'lady. [with a sweeping motion of hand] CHO: Thank you, good sir. [steps in] SNAPE: Welcome, Miss Chang. CHO: Hello, Professor. What is this about? SNAPE: Mr. Malfoy, why don't you have a seat. I thought I'd invite you here, Miss Chang, to test your abilities. [holds up a vial of clear liquid] I have here a new poison found by Ministry agents, and I need to produce a counter-reactor in less than twenty-four hours. Are you up for it? CHO: Just tell me where to begin. [rolls up sleeves] [some three hours later.DRACO is helping CHO, who is helping SNAPE.] DRACO: Where do you want this goopy stuff? CHO: Erm, hand it to me. Professor, I'm mixing in the Amiticus Proliquiferae now. SNAPE: Go ahead, I already put in the mungseeds. [the potion bubbles a deep burgundy and shimmers for a moment. Then all activity in the cauldron stops.] CHO: It looks like it's finished. SNAPE: Certainly does. Thank you very much for your assistance today Miss Chang, as well as you, Mr. Malfoy. CHO: You're quite welcome. SNAPE: Why don't you escort Miss Chang back to her dormitory, Draco. DRACO: Of course. [They exit the cottage, it's already dark outside. The castle glimmers in the distance.] CHO: It's a bit chilly already, isn't it? DRACO: Would you like my scarf? CHO: Thank you. [accepts scarf] DRACO: So I take it you're quite advanced in Potions. CHO: My mother was a chemist, she taught me a lot. DRACO: Ah, I see. My mother's a socialite. CHO: [laughs] Well, we're all something. DRACO: I once read somewhere that you become what your innermost desires are. CHO: How so? DRACO: For example, that kid who always thinks about racing cars all the time but doesn't realize it? He's going to become a racer. You have no control over the matter. CHO: Really.that's an interesting theory. What would you become? DRACO: Ahh.I'm not too sure. I think I have an idea. CHO: Try me DRACO: Well, the details are all a bit fuzzy. [stops momentarily and looks deep into Cho's eyes.] But [whispers], it begins with me touching your lips. [grazes a finger across her rosy lips] And then I brush back that stray hair that's whipping around in the wind [does so] and then I lean forward ever so slowly [voice gets huskier and throatier as he leans in].and kiss you. [CHO is mesmerized but after a few seconds of kissing, pushes him away.] CHO: What are you doing? DRACO: I was kissing you ["isn't it obvious" tone of voice]. And you were kissing me back. CHO: I most certainly was not! Jerk. [storms away and later breaks into run towards dormitory] DRACO: [into the air] You'll get yours, Miss Chang. And I'll get mine.
[[It's the last class of the day, Herbology, and Cho is absentmindedly chewing on her sugar quill. A knock at the greenhouse door.]] PROFESSOR SPROUT: Come in, come in. [Draco enters with a swagger, all the girls except for Cho start to blush and giggle furiously. He knows this and winks at a few.] SPROUT: Can I help you, Mr. Malfoy? DRACO: Yes, I was instructed by Professor Snape to bring Cho Chang to his office immediately. [Cho gets up hesitantly.] DRACO: He also suggested that she might bring her things; it could take a while. [Cho goes back and gets her bag.] [They walk out amidst jealous glances from the other girls.]
[[OUTSIDE; some distance away from the greenhouses, CHO is following DRACO to a small little cottage.]] CHO: What is that? DRACO: It's Professor Snape's laboratory. CHO: He has a laboratory? DRACO: Ever since he was enlisted by the Ministry to concoct antidotes. CHO: Wow, I had no idea. DRACO: Right this way m'lady. [with a sweeping motion of hand] CHO: Thank you, good sir. [steps in] SNAPE: Welcome, Miss Chang. CHO: Hello, Professor. What is this about? SNAPE: Mr. Malfoy, why don't you have a seat. I thought I'd invite you here, Miss Chang, to test your abilities. [holds up a vial of clear liquid] I have here a new poison found by Ministry agents, and I need to produce a counter-reactor in less than twenty-four hours. Are you up for it? CHO: Just tell me where to begin. [rolls up sleeves] [some three hours later.DRACO is helping CHO, who is helping SNAPE.] DRACO: Where do you want this goopy stuff? CHO: Erm, hand it to me. Professor, I'm mixing in the Amiticus Proliquiferae now. SNAPE: Go ahead, I already put in the mungseeds. [the potion bubbles a deep burgundy and shimmers for a moment. Then all activity in the cauldron stops.] CHO: It looks like it's finished. SNAPE: Certainly does. Thank you very much for your assistance today Miss Chang, as well as you, Mr. Malfoy. CHO: You're quite welcome. SNAPE: Why don't you escort Miss Chang back to her dormitory, Draco. DRACO: Of course. [They exit the cottage, it's already dark outside. The castle glimmers in the distance.] CHO: It's a bit chilly already, isn't it? DRACO: Would you like my scarf? CHO: Thank you. [accepts scarf] DRACO: So I take it you're quite advanced in Potions. CHO: My mother was a chemist, she taught me a lot. DRACO: Ah, I see. My mother's a socialite. CHO: [laughs] Well, we're all something. DRACO: I once read somewhere that you become what your innermost desires are. CHO: How so? DRACO: For example, that kid who always thinks about racing cars all the time but doesn't realize it? He's going to become a racer. You have no control over the matter. CHO: Really.that's an interesting theory. What would you become? DRACO: Ahh.I'm not too sure. I think I have an idea. CHO: Try me DRACO: Well, the details are all a bit fuzzy. [stops momentarily and looks deep into Cho's eyes.] But [whispers], it begins with me touching your lips. [grazes a finger across her rosy lips] And then I brush back that stray hair that's whipping around in the wind [does so] and then I lean forward ever so slowly [voice gets huskier and throatier as he leans in].and kiss you. [CHO is mesmerized but after a few seconds of kissing, pushes him away.] CHO: What are you doing? DRACO: I was kissing you ["isn't it obvious" tone of voice]. And you were kissing me back. CHO: I most certainly was not! Jerk. [storms away and later breaks into run towards dormitory] DRACO: [into the air] You'll get yours, Miss Chang. And I'll get mine.