ACT I
SCENE I. Ebony's Room.
(Enter EBONY, dressing gothically)
EBONY:
Alas, my life is like a never-ending night,
Darkness my sole companion, black and white
The only colors that my eyes perceive.
No joy, no hope, no respite or reprieve!
My soul is tortured, my wrists I must slit,
To feel alive, if only for a bit.
What point is there in living, I implore,
When preps and posers make my spirit sore?
(Enter B'LOODY MARY)
B'LOODY MARY:
Ebony, my friend, why so melancholic?
Let's go to class and listen to the gothic
Wisdom of our teachers, dark and wise,
Who'll teach us spells to smite our enemies!
EBONY:
Oh, B'loody Mary, thou art a faithful friend!
But in this cruel world, all things must end.
I'll come with thee, though my heart is heavy.
(aside) Perchance I'll see my love, my Draco, my dark levy!
(Exeunt)
SCENE II. A Classroom.
(Enter EBONY, B'LOODY MARY, VAMPIRE, DRACO, and other students. PROFESSOR SNAPE stands at the front.)
SNAPE:
Attention, class! Today we shall concoct
A potion most peculiar, a draught to unlock
The hidden depths of darkness in the soul.
Take heed, for it may swallow you up whole!
DRACO (aside to EBONY):
My love, thou look'st as fair as ever thou didst!
Wouldst thou skip class with me, to slake our midst?
EBONY (aside to DRACO):
Oh Draco, thou knowest I yearn for thy sweet kiss!
But I must learn this potion, or grave danger I'll miss.
VAMPIRE (overhearing, aside):
What's this? Doth Draco love fair Ebony?
Alas! For I desire her for me.
I'll win her heart with my vampiric charms
And steal her from that Slytherin's arms!
(SNAPE notices the commotion)
SNAPE:
Silence! Pay attention to the lesson here,
Or punishment most foul thou all shalt fear!
Now stir the cauldron thrice and mutter low
The ancient incantation I doth show...
(The students begin working on their potions. EBONY pricks her finger and a drop of blood falls in.)
EBONY:
Forsooth! My blood hath mingled with the brew.
I pray it doth not poison me anew!
(She drinks the potion and swoons. DRACO catches her.)
DRACO:
My love! What malady hath seized thy form?
I'll take thee to the nurse, far from all harm!
(He carries her out. VAMPIRE looks on jealously.)
VAMPIRE:
Curses! Draco beats me to the prize.
But I'll not rest till Ebony's heart is mine!
I'll woo her with my dark romantic sighs,
And if all else fails, I'll use vampiric wiles!
(Exeunt omnes)
END OF ACT I