A play about Lily Evans
Scene 3 Lessons in the Dark Arts
Shay approaches Tom Riddle standing at the edge of the forbidden forest. No one else is around
SOC: Tom Riddle?
TR: (turns around suddenly) And you are?
SOC: Shay O'Connor, sixth year.
TR: (distaste) Gryffindor, aren't you?
SOC: Yes. TR: What do you want with me then?
SOC: A little help.
TR: From me? With what?
SOC: Dark Arts.
TR: I'm sorry, I don't do that silly defense trash.
SOC: That's not what I want.
TR: What do you want to learn?
SOC: Everything.
TR: Everything? That's an awfully big subject.
SOC: We could start with some easy stuff, and work our way up.
TR: To what?
SOC: The Unforgivable Curses.
TR: (slightly unnerved) What makes you think I know them?
SOC: Don't tease me like that, I know you know them. If you don't want to teach me maybe I should ask Lucius Malfoy for a little help. He could teach me more than the Dark Arts, I'm sure. (saucy) Well, If you're not interested...(begins to walk away)
TR: No, wait! I could teach you a little I guess. But you'd have to keep it quiet, can't let any goody goodies know about it.
SOC: Of course. When do we start?
TR: I'll meet you Tuesday at eight.
SOC: Where? We can't use the common areas for this sort of thing.
TR: Room of Requirement.And don't try to kid me into believing you don't know where it is.
SOC: Alright then, Tuesday.
Shay returns to the castle and Riddle continues his walk along the edge of the forest
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