Act V Scene III
Ron: Millicent give me my wand so I can light up the path. But I can't light the way; I'll be seen! (Millicent sends a red ray of light into the sky) Something bad is approaching. Give me the flowers and go.
Millicent: I'm afraid to be by myself! But I must venture onward! Retires
Ron: Flowers to dust, cheers to cries, life to death. I have to leave! An enemy comes while I am at a loss for a wand! Retires
Enter Malfoy and Dobby with a torach
Draco: Hand me the crowbar, and take this letter to my father. Leave me be during my journey towards the deathbed of my loving Hermione. I must remove the ring from her finger to ensure out togetherness in another place. Please leave. If curiosity strikes you, don't strike back. I intend to kill the unforgiving graveyard which took my true love.
Dobby: Yes sirs, Dobby will be gone to leave you by yourselves.
Draco: Thankyou Dobby, for everything. Live and be merry which I can no longer do.
Dobby: (Aside) Draco scares me, he does; yet his flick is worse than his spell. Retires
Draco: I must see Hermione for one last time (opens tomb).
Ron: Malfoy? You ruddy Slytherin who killed my Hermione's cousin! I knew I would get my chance to get back at you. If only there were a fate worse death! Draw if you think you can handle me, Malfoy.
Draco: My pleasure, Weasley (They fight).
Millicent: A fight! I must alert the prefects! Exit
Draco: Acada Kadavra!
Ron: I've been hit! Is there nay love in your heart to return me to Hermione? Dies
Draco: I suppose, seeing as I'm forced to befriend you now (Lays Ron in monument).
Hermione! Intelligence is gone from beneath your cornsilk hair! Your once roselike lips have turned the color of the wandering ghosts of Hogwarts. I am frightened that I will never leave your side again. Quidditch is nothing but a memory. I will stay by your side to venture towards my eternal rest. I must partake in an eternal kiss to bind out true fates. To Hermione! (Drinks the potion) Hagrid! Tour potion is quick! And to kiss my love is a dementor's kill! Dies
Enter Neville with wand and shovel at opposite end of graveyard
Neville: Dobby, whose wand shines through the path?
Dobby: My- my- Ro-…Dobby can't do it!
Neville: Dobby?
Dobby: It's Romeo, sir (Repeatedly hits himself with shovel).
Neville: Come with me to the vault.
Dobby: Dobby can't sirs! It is against my master's wishes!
Neville: As you wish (Advances). Malfoy! Whose blood is strewn all over the-Ron? Whose wands be their untimely death! Hermione?
Hermione wakes
Herm: Neville, where is my father? And Malfoy? Where is my love?
Neville: While you lay in your peaceful sleep two deaths occurred. Ron and Draco lay before you. Not to worry, I will ensure a proper burial. Exit
Herm: Fine, yet I will not leave my dear Draco. What's this? A goblet lay in my love's hand. Obviously causing his departure with none left to help me along. I will kiss his lips in hopes of poison that remains on them (kisses him).
1st Watch: Which way?
Herm: A noise! I must be quick. Avada Kadavra! (Falls on Draco) Dies
Enter Watch with Seamus Finnigan
Seamus: This is where the light was coming from.
1st Watch: It is bloody, go search and arrest whoever you find. Here lies Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger. Tell Dumbledore and alert the others.
Enter more watches with Dobby
2nd Watch: We found Malfoy in the graveyard.
1st: Keep him safe until Dumbledore comes.
Enter Neville
3rd Watch: Here is Neville who weeped with shovel in hand. Sounds suspicious if you ask me.
Enter Dumbledore
Dumbledore: What has happened to disturb my sleep?
Enter Hermione's Dad, Mom, and others
Herm. Dad: What happened?
Herm. Mom: Cries of Hermione, Malfoy and Ronald are heard of their death while Malfoy died by potion.
Dumbledore: How did this happen?
1st Watch: Neville her, with instruments cleary fit to opend the tombs.
Herm. Dad: My wife! Hermione is dead!
Herm. Mom: The sign of death brings upon the realization of my faults! What have I done?
Enter Lucius Malfoy and others
Dumbledore: Come with your wife, Lucius and see what has become of your son.
Lucius: My wife is dead. The news of banishment of our dear Malfoy was too much for her. What's this? Who dares to bring me to a grave!
Dumbledore: Calm your anger, Lucius until we can figure this out. We will bring forth those of suspicion. Neville, say what you know.
Neville: Malfoy was husband of Hermione. Her dearth brought upon by his, and the same for Malfoy. I married them on the same day Tybalt's death banished Malfoy. Hermione longed Malfoy, not Harry, and in return, you set for her to marry Ronald. She came to me in hopes of ridding of this marriage or she threatened to kill herself. I gave to her a simple sleeping draught to give the appearance of death to escape her marriage. I wrote to Malfoy of my doings, yet the letter didn't reach him in time. Alone, when Hermione awoke, I intended to take her to my cell until she could be reunited with Malfoy once again. When she did wake, Malfoy and Ron both lay dead. I tried to calm her down when I heard a noise. She refused to come with me, and thus killed herself. I know that the nurse helped in this plan. I am aware that much of this lay upon my shoulders, and I am prepared to face the consequences.
Dumbledore: We still have Dobby to interrogate.
Dobby: I, sirs, told my master of Hermione's death and then he gave me the letter to give to his father threathening-death. (Punches self followed by self reprimand).
Dumbledore: Give me the letter, please. And why was Ron here?
Seamus: To place flowers on his lady's grave.
Dumbledore: It seems that this letter holds true to Neville's words. Where are the enemies? Granger and Malfoy! This is what happens when you with-hold a long-standing grudge! And I for supporting these wrong-doings! All of you are punished.
Herm. Dad: Mr. Malfoy, take my daughter's joincture. I can ask for nothing else.
Lucius: I can give you more. I will raise a Quidditch Field in devotion to her so that her name and faithfulness will be renowned.
Herm. Dad: The sacrifices we make for our rivalry!
Dumbledore: This morning brings sadness and gloom to all of England, the sun refusing to shine. Some disregarded, some punished: For never was a story of lesser joy, than of this of Hermione and her Malfoy.
Ron: Millicent give me my wand so I can light up the path. But I can't light the way; I'll be seen! (Millicent sends a red ray of light into the sky) Something bad is approaching. Give me the flowers and go.
Millicent: I'm afraid to be by myself! But I must venture onward! Retires
Ron: Flowers to dust, cheers to cries, life to death. I have to leave! An enemy comes while I am at a loss for a wand! Retires
Enter Malfoy and Dobby with a torach
Draco: Hand me the crowbar, and take this letter to my father. Leave me be during my journey towards the deathbed of my loving Hermione. I must remove the ring from her finger to ensure out togetherness in another place. Please leave. If curiosity strikes you, don't strike back. I intend to kill the unforgiving graveyard which took my true love.
Dobby: Yes sirs, Dobby will be gone to leave you by yourselves.
Draco: Thankyou Dobby, for everything. Live and be merry which I can no longer do.
Dobby: (Aside) Draco scares me, he does; yet his flick is worse than his spell. Retires
Draco: I must see Hermione for one last time (opens tomb).
Ron: Malfoy? You ruddy Slytherin who killed my Hermione's cousin! I knew I would get my chance to get back at you. If only there were a fate worse death! Draw if you think you can handle me, Malfoy.
Draco: My pleasure, Weasley (They fight).
Millicent: A fight! I must alert the prefects! Exit
Draco: Acada Kadavra!
Ron: I've been hit! Is there nay love in your heart to return me to Hermione? Dies
Draco: I suppose, seeing as I'm forced to befriend you now (Lays Ron in monument).
Hermione! Intelligence is gone from beneath your cornsilk hair! Your once roselike lips have turned the color of the wandering ghosts of Hogwarts. I am frightened that I will never leave your side again. Quidditch is nothing but a memory. I will stay by your side to venture towards my eternal rest. I must partake in an eternal kiss to bind out true fates. To Hermione! (Drinks the potion) Hagrid! Tour potion is quick! And to kiss my love is a dementor's kill! Dies
Enter Neville with wand and shovel at opposite end of graveyard
Neville: Dobby, whose wand shines through the path?
Dobby: My- my- Ro-…Dobby can't do it!
Neville: Dobby?
Dobby: It's Romeo, sir (Repeatedly hits himself with shovel).
Neville: Come with me to the vault.
Dobby: Dobby can't sirs! It is against my master's wishes!
Neville: As you wish (Advances). Malfoy! Whose blood is strewn all over the-Ron? Whose wands be their untimely death! Hermione?
Hermione wakes
Herm: Neville, where is my father? And Malfoy? Where is my love?
Neville: While you lay in your peaceful sleep two deaths occurred. Ron and Draco lay before you. Not to worry, I will ensure a proper burial. Exit
Herm: Fine, yet I will not leave my dear Draco. What's this? A goblet lay in my love's hand. Obviously causing his departure with none left to help me along. I will kiss his lips in hopes of poison that remains on them (kisses him).
1st Watch: Which way?
Herm: A noise! I must be quick. Avada Kadavra! (Falls on Draco) Dies
Enter Watch with Seamus Finnigan
Seamus: This is where the light was coming from.
1st Watch: It is bloody, go search and arrest whoever you find. Here lies Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger. Tell Dumbledore and alert the others.
Enter more watches with Dobby
2nd Watch: We found Malfoy in the graveyard.
1st: Keep him safe until Dumbledore comes.
Enter Neville
3rd Watch: Here is Neville who weeped with shovel in hand. Sounds suspicious if you ask me.
Enter Dumbledore
Dumbledore: What has happened to disturb my sleep?
Enter Hermione's Dad, Mom, and others
Herm. Dad: What happened?
Herm. Mom: Cries of Hermione, Malfoy and Ronald are heard of their death while Malfoy died by potion.
Dumbledore: How did this happen?
1st Watch: Neville her, with instruments cleary fit to opend the tombs.
Herm. Dad: My wife! Hermione is dead!
Herm. Mom: The sign of death brings upon the realization of my faults! What have I done?
Enter Lucius Malfoy and others
Dumbledore: Come with your wife, Lucius and see what has become of your son.
Lucius: My wife is dead. The news of banishment of our dear Malfoy was too much for her. What's this? Who dares to bring me to a grave!
Dumbledore: Calm your anger, Lucius until we can figure this out. We will bring forth those of suspicion. Neville, say what you know.
Neville: Malfoy was husband of Hermione. Her dearth brought upon by his, and the same for Malfoy. I married them on the same day Tybalt's death banished Malfoy. Hermione longed Malfoy, not Harry, and in return, you set for her to marry Ronald. She came to me in hopes of ridding of this marriage or she threatened to kill herself. I gave to her a simple sleeping draught to give the appearance of death to escape her marriage. I wrote to Malfoy of my doings, yet the letter didn't reach him in time. Alone, when Hermione awoke, I intended to take her to my cell until she could be reunited with Malfoy once again. When she did wake, Malfoy and Ron both lay dead. I tried to calm her down when I heard a noise. She refused to come with me, and thus killed herself. I know that the nurse helped in this plan. I am aware that much of this lay upon my shoulders, and I am prepared to face the consequences.
Dumbledore: We still have Dobby to interrogate.
Dobby: I, sirs, told my master of Hermione's death and then he gave me the letter to give to his father threathening-death. (Punches self followed by self reprimand).
Dumbledore: Give me the letter, please. And why was Ron here?
Seamus: To place flowers on his lady's grave.
Dumbledore: It seems that this letter holds true to Neville's words. Where are the enemies? Granger and Malfoy! This is what happens when you with-hold a long-standing grudge! And I for supporting these wrong-doings! All of you are punished.
Herm. Dad: Mr. Malfoy, take my daughter's joincture. I can ask for nothing else.
Lucius: I can give you more. I will raise a Quidditch Field in devotion to her so that her name and faithfulness will be renowned.
Herm. Dad: The sacrifices we make for our rivalry!
Dumbledore: This morning brings sadness and gloom to all of England, the sun refusing to shine. Some disregarded, some punished: For never was a story of lesser joy, than of this of Hermione and her Malfoy.