Act III Scene V
Near the Gryffindor common room
Enter Malfoy. Hermione is in her sleeping quarters
Herm: Malfoy, do not leave! It is only Filch with his cat monitoring the halls at night!
Draco: It was McGonagall on her way to her room to prepare for today's exam! Morning is coming!
Herm: It isn't sunlight yet, only the reflection of a unicorn on the darkness of the lake.
Draco: I will stay if you're sure. Sunlight is my enemy and will make for certain death, much like the 3rd and 4th corridors.
Enter Madame Pomfrey
MP: Hermione!
Herm: Yes?
MP: Your mother is coming and daylight is approaching. Be cautious. Malfoy must leave at once.
Herm: One last kiss and I'll let you go. But you must promise to send an owl everyday.
Draco: I will promise to send my love daily.
Herm: Will we see eachother again? Professor Trelawney has predicted ill-divinings!
Draco: We should, and don't listen to that witch.
Malfoy exits
Herm. Mom: Hermione, are you up? Ah, there you are. Why are you crying? For Harry, I presume? Stop your blubbering. We all miss him, be we don't go about making ourselves look foolish, now do we?
Herm: I can't hide my feelings! If only I could behold that Malfoy-dead for wreaking so much pain on my family.
Herm. Mom: We will have our revenge. No ruddy pureblood slays my nephew without a fight. I shall send for a dementor to the Slytherin house to murder the bloody heather.
Herm: Malfoy will soon sleep peacefully; to hear his name breaks my heart.
Herm. Mom: Not to worry, your day of joy will come soon.
Herm: And when will that be?
Herm. Mom: On Thursay morning you will be wed to Ron Weasley.
Herm: I will not marry Ron! Malfoy would make me a happier bride who you know I hate, rather than…Ron.
Herm. Mom: I'd like to see you tell your father that!
Enter Hermione's Dad and Madame Pomfrey
Herm. Dad: You're still crying Hermione? You can't be crying like that when you're to be a wife.
Herm. Mom: Indeed. Yet she will have none of the sort.
Herm. Dad: Aren't you thankful for what we do for you?
Herm: I love what you hate! How can I be proud?
Herm. Dad: You will marry Ron or else. I'll force you if I have to. Leave! Leave now! I can't possibly be related to one who loves who we hate.
Herm. Mom: Are you mad?!
Herm. Dad: I always knew that that trip to Paris would end up getting us in the end. What happened? We had one too many children, that's what!
MP: Heaven bless her! You're to blame! Never speak that way about my dear Hermione.
Herm. Dad: I don't have to take this you gossiping whore! I don't want to listen to this rubbbish.
Herm. Mom: You're angry, calm down.
Herm. Dad: After all we've done for her! Giving her a husband that she refuses! And to disobey her parents is a disgrace! If you starve, don't expect any shillings from me!
Herm: Is there no sympathy for my grieving? Oh, mum, don't let him cast me away! Just delay the marriage. If you don't, I may as well be like a seeker without a broom!
Herm. Mom: Don't tell me this, I can't do a thing. Do it your own way.
Exit
Herm: Madame, what should I do? I love Malfoy, yet my parents hatred keeps us apart.
MP: Well, I hate to say it, but Ron seems to be the most sensible chouce. He's not all that bad; quite nice, really.
Herm: Then why don't you marry him?
MP: Besides, Malfoy is banished and isn't exactly a Viktor Krum in your parent's eyes.
Herm: Thankyou, Madame. Your help is much appreciated. Nopw go and tell my mother that I've gone to Neville's cell to confess, having disappointed my father and all.
Exit Nurse
On to Neville's to seek his remedy. If all else fails, I have the power to die.
Near the Gryffindor common room
Enter Malfoy. Hermione is in her sleeping quarters
Herm: Malfoy, do not leave! It is only Filch with his cat monitoring the halls at night!
Draco: It was McGonagall on her way to her room to prepare for today's exam! Morning is coming!
Herm: It isn't sunlight yet, only the reflection of a unicorn on the darkness of the lake.
Draco: I will stay if you're sure. Sunlight is my enemy and will make for certain death, much like the 3rd and 4th corridors.
Enter Madame Pomfrey
MP: Hermione!
Herm: Yes?
MP: Your mother is coming and daylight is approaching. Be cautious. Malfoy must leave at once.
Herm: One last kiss and I'll let you go. But you must promise to send an owl everyday.
Draco: I will promise to send my love daily.
Herm: Will we see eachother again? Professor Trelawney has predicted ill-divinings!
Draco: We should, and don't listen to that witch.
Malfoy exits
Herm. Mom: Hermione, are you up? Ah, there you are. Why are you crying? For Harry, I presume? Stop your blubbering. We all miss him, be we don't go about making ourselves look foolish, now do we?
Herm: I can't hide my feelings! If only I could behold that Malfoy-dead for wreaking so much pain on my family.
Herm. Mom: We will have our revenge. No ruddy pureblood slays my nephew without a fight. I shall send for a dementor to the Slytherin house to murder the bloody heather.
Herm: Malfoy will soon sleep peacefully; to hear his name breaks my heart.
Herm. Mom: Not to worry, your day of joy will come soon.
Herm: And when will that be?
Herm. Mom: On Thursay morning you will be wed to Ron Weasley.
Herm: I will not marry Ron! Malfoy would make me a happier bride who you know I hate, rather than…Ron.
Herm. Mom: I'd like to see you tell your father that!
Enter Hermione's Dad and Madame Pomfrey
Herm. Dad: You're still crying Hermione? You can't be crying like that when you're to be a wife.
Herm. Mom: Indeed. Yet she will have none of the sort.
Herm. Dad: Aren't you thankful for what we do for you?
Herm: I love what you hate! How can I be proud?
Herm. Dad: You will marry Ron or else. I'll force you if I have to. Leave! Leave now! I can't possibly be related to one who loves who we hate.
Herm. Mom: Are you mad?!
Herm. Dad: I always knew that that trip to Paris would end up getting us in the end. What happened? We had one too many children, that's what!
MP: Heaven bless her! You're to blame! Never speak that way about my dear Hermione.
Herm. Dad: I don't have to take this you gossiping whore! I don't want to listen to this rubbbish.
Herm. Mom: You're angry, calm down.
Herm. Dad: After all we've done for her! Giving her a husband that she refuses! And to disobey her parents is a disgrace! If you starve, don't expect any shillings from me!
Herm: Is there no sympathy for my grieving? Oh, mum, don't let him cast me away! Just delay the marriage. If you don't, I may as well be like a seeker without a broom!
Herm. Mom: Don't tell me this, I can't do a thing. Do it your own way.
Exit
Herm: Madame, what should I do? I love Malfoy, yet my parents hatred keeps us apart.
MP: Well, I hate to say it, but Ron seems to be the most sensible chouce. He's not all that bad; quite nice, really.
Herm: Then why don't you marry him?
MP: Besides, Malfoy is banished and isn't exactly a Viktor Krum in your parent's eyes.
Herm: Thankyou, Madame. Your help is much appreciated. Nopw go and tell my mother that I've gone to Neville's cell to confess, having disappointed my father and all.
Exit Nurse
On to Neville's to seek his remedy. If all else fails, I have the power to die.