Act 2- Scene 3
[Curtain opens on Friar Dumbledor's cell, the Friar sorting through assorted plants.]
Dumbledor: Plants all have their own special secrets.
Some may be vaguely foreshadowing.
But THIS one is VERY foreshadowing.
Now this plant practically shoves foreshadowing down your throat!
See kids? Shakespeare LOVED foreshadowing.
[Enter Harry]
Harry: Oy! Friar Dumbledor! I need to talk to you!
Dumbledor: You aren't here to whine about Cho again are you?
Harry: Who?... Oh yeah, her. No way, Friar! This girl Hermione is way hotter and -guess what?!- she loves me too!
Dumbledor: Now wait just a minute... You've been crying on my shoulder for weeks about Cho! When did you meet this girl, last night?
Harry: Yeah, right on the button.
Dumbledor: Just who is this girl anyway?
Harry: Oh, err... Hermione Capulet.
Dumbledor: Holy Saint Smurf!! A Capulet and a Montague?!
Harry: Yeah, and we need you to marry us..... like, tonight.
[Long pause ensues as the two stare at each other]
Dumbledor: Fine.... fine... Maybe if I marry you two, your families will stop being babies and make up.
Harry: Yippie! I get to be married!
[Exit all, close curtain]
[Enter Chorus]
Snape: Now we're done with scene three,
I'm falling asleep.
Wake me up when it's time for my part,
I'll be offstage counting sheep.
[Exit Chorus]
[Curtain opens on Friar Dumbledor's cell, the Friar sorting through assorted plants.]
Dumbledor: Plants all have their own special secrets.
Some may be vaguely foreshadowing.
But THIS one is VERY foreshadowing.
Now this plant practically shoves foreshadowing down your throat!
See kids? Shakespeare LOVED foreshadowing.
[Enter Harry]
Harry: Oy! Friar Dumbledor! I need to talk to you!
Dumbledor: You aren't here to whine about Cho again are you?
Harry: Who?... Oh yeah, her. No way, Friar! This girl Hermione is way hotter and -guess what?!- she loves me too!
Dumbledor: Now wait just a minute... You've been crying on my shoulder for weeks about Cho! When did you meet this girl, last night?
Harry: Yeah, right on the button.
Dumbledor: Just who is this girl anyway?
Harry: Oh, err... Hermione Capulet.
Dumbledor: Holy Saint Smurf!! A Capulet and a Montague?!
Harry: Yeah, and we need you to marry us..... like, tonight.
[Long pause ensues as the two stare at each other]
Dumbledor: Fine.... fine... Maybe if I marry you two, your families will stop being babies and make up.
Harry: Yippie! I get to be married!
[Exit all, close curtain]
[Enter Chorus]
Snape: Now we're done with scene three,
I'm falling asleep.
Wake me up when it's time for my part,
I'll be offstage counting sheep.
[Exit Chorus]