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HARRY: I can’t imagine what that was like.

DRACO: Astoria always knew that she was not destined for old age. She wanted me to have somebody when she left, because. . . it is exceptionally lonely, being Draco Malfoy. I will always be suspected. There is no escaping the past. I never realized, though, that by hiding him away from this gossiping, judgmental world, I ensured that my son would emerge shrouded in worse suspicion than I ever endured.

HARRY: Love blinds. We have both tried to give our sons, not what they needed, but what we needed. We’ve been so busy trying to rewrite our own pasts, we’ve blighted their present.

DRACO: Which is why you need this. I have been holding on to it, barely resisting using it, even though I would sell my soul for another minute with Astoria.

HARRY: Oh, Draco. . . we can’t. We can’t use it.

DRACO

looks up at

HARRY

, and for the first time — at the bottom of this dreadful pit — they look at each other as friends.

DRACO: We have to find them — if it takes centuries, we must find our sons —

HARRY: We have no idea where they are or when they are. Searching in time when you’ve no idea where in time to search, that’s a fool’s errand. No, love won’t do it and nor will a Time-Turner, I’m afraid. It’s up to our sons now — they’re the only ones who can save us.

ACT FOUR, SCENE FIVE

GODRIC’S HOLLOW, OUTSIDE JAMES AND LILY POTTER’S HOUSE, 1981

ALBUS: We tell my granddad and grandma?

SCORPIUS: That they’ll never get to see their son grow up?

ALBUS: She’s strong enough — I know she is — you saw her.

SCORPIUS: She looked wonderful, Albus. And if I were you I’d be desperate to talk to her. But she needs to be able to beg Voldemort for Harry’s life, she needs to think he might die, and you’re the worst spoiler in the world that didn’t turn out to be true. . .

ALBUS: Dumbledore. Dumbledore’s alive. We get Dumbledore involved. We do what you did with Snape —

SCORPIUS: Can we risk him knowing your dad survives? That he has kids?

ALBUS: He’s Dumbledore! He can cope with anything!

SCORPIUS: Albus, there have been about a hundred books written on what Dumbledore knew, how he knew it or why he did what he did. But what’s undoubtedly true — what he did — he needs to do — and I’m not going to risk messing with it. I was able to ask for help because I was in an alternate reality. We aren’t. We’re in the past. We can’t fix time only to create more problems — if our adventures have taught us anything, they’ve taught us that. The dangers of talking to anyone — infecting time — are too great.

ALBUS: So we need to — talk to the future. We need to send Dad a message.

SCORPIUS: But we don’t have an owl that can fly through time. And he doesn’t have a Time-Turner.

ALBUS: We get a message to Dad, he’ll find a way to get back here. Even if he has to build a Time-Turner himself.

SCORPIUS: We send a memory — like a Pensieve — stand over him and send a message, hope he reaches for the memory at exactly the right moment. I mean, it’s unlikely, but. . . Stand over the baby — and just repeatedly shout HELP. HELP. HELP. I mean, it might traumatize the baby slightly.

ALBUS: Only slightly.

SCORPIUS: A bit of trauma now is nothing compared to what’s happening. . . and maybe when he then thinks — later — he might remember the faces of us as we — shouted —

ALBUS: Help.

SCORPIUS

looks at

ALBUS

SCORPIUS: You’re right. It’s a terrible idea.

ALBUS: It’s one of your worst ideas ever.

SCORPIUS: Got it! We deliver it ourselves — we wait forty years — we deliver it —

ALBUS: Not a chance — once Delphi has set time the way she wants she’ll send armies to try and find us — kill us —

SCORPIUS: So we hide in a hole?

ALBUS: As pleasurable as it will be to hide in a hole with you for the next forty years. . . they’ll find us. And we’ll die and time will be stuck in the wrong position. No. We need something we can control, something we know he’ll get at exactly the right time. We need a —

SCORPIUS: There’s nothing. Still, if I had to choose a companion to be at the return of eternal darkness with, I’d choose you.

ALBUS: No offense, but I’d choose someone massive and really good at magic.

LILY

exits the house with

BABY HARRY

in a pram, she carefully puts a blanket on him.

His blanket. She’s wrapping him in his blanket.

SCORPIUS: Well, it is a moderately cold day.

ALBUS: He always said — it’s the only thing he had from her. Look at the love with which she’s put it on him — I think he’d like to know about that — I wish I could tell him.

SCORPIUS: And I wish I could tell my dad — well, I’m not sure what. I think I’d like to tell him that I’m occasionally capable of more bravery than he might think I am.

ALBUS

has a thought.

ALBUS: Scorpius — my dad still has that blanket.

SCORPIUS: That won’t work. If we write a message on it now, even really small, he’ll read it too soon. Time will be spoilt.

ALBUS: What do you know about love potions? What’s the ingredient they all contain?

SCORPIUS: Amongst other things, pearl dust.

ALBUS: Pearl dust is a relatively rare ingredient, isn’t it?

SCORPIUS: Mainly because it’s pretty expensive. What’s this about, Albus?

ALBUS: Dad and I had a fight on the day before I went to school.

SCORPIUS: This I am aware of. I believe it kind of got us into this mess.

ALBUS: I threw the blanket across the room. It collided with the love potion that Uncle Ron gave me as a joke.

SCORPIUS: He’s a funny guy.

ALBUS: The potion spilt and the blanket was covered in it and I happen to know for a fact Mum hasn’t let Dad touch that room since I left it.

SCORPIUS: So?

ALBUS: So it’s coming up to Hallows’ Eve in their time as well as ours — and he told me he always finds that blanket, he needs to be with it on Hallows’ Eve — it was the last thing his mum gave him — so he will look for it and when he finds it. . .

SCORPIUS: No. Still not getting you.

ALBUS: What reacts with pearl dust?

SCORPIUS: Well, it is said that if tincture of Demiguise and pearl dust meet. . . they burn.

ALBUS: And is tincture of (he’s unsure how to say the word) Demiguise visible to the naked eye?

SCORPIUS: No.

ALBUS: So if we were to get that blanket and write on it in tincture of Demiguise, then. . .

SCORPIUS(eureka): Nothing would react to it until it came into contact with the love potion. In your room. In the present. By Dumbledore, I love it.

ALBUS: We just need to work out where to find some. . . Demiguises.

SCORPIUS: You know, rumor has it Bathilda Bagshot never saw the point in witches and wizards locking their doors.

The door swings open.

Rumor was right. Time to steal some wands and get potioning.

ACT FOUR, SCENE SIX

HARRY AND GINNY POTTER’S HOUSE, ALBUS’S ROOM

HARRY is sitting on ALBUS ’s bed. GINNY enters. She looks at him.

GINNY: Surprised to find you here.

HARRY: Don’t worry, I haven’t touched anything. Your shrine is preserved. (He winces. ) Sorry. Bad choice of words.

GINNY

says nothing,

HARRY

looks up at her.

You know I’ve had some pretty terrible Hallows’ Eves — but this is undoubtedly at least the — second worst.

GINNY: I was wrong — to blame you. I always accuse you of jumping to things and it was me who — Albus went missing and I assumed it was your fault. I’m sorry I did that.

HARRY: You don’t think this is my fault?

GINNY: Harry, he was kidnapped by a powerful Dark witch, how can that be your fault?

HARRY: I chased him away. I chased him to her.

GINNY: Can we not treat this as if the battle is already lost?

GINNY

nods.

HARRY

starts to cry.

HARRY: I’m sorry, Gin. . .

GINNY: Are you not listening to me? I’m sorry too.

HARRY: I shouldn’t have survived — it was my destiny to die — even Dumbledore thought so — and yet I lived. I beat Voldemort. All these people — all these people — my parents, Fred, the Fallen Fifty — and it’s me that gets to live? How is that? All this damage — and it’s my fault.

GINNY: They were killed by Voldemort.

HARRY: But if I’d stopped him sooner? All that blood on my hands. And now our son has been taken too —

GINNY: He’s not dead. Do you hear me, Harry? He’s not dead.

She takes

HARRY

in her arms. There is a big pause filled with pure unhappiness.

HARRY: The Boy Who Lived. How many people have to die for the Boy Who Lived?

HARRY

sways a moment, unsure. Then he notices the blanket. He walks towards it.

This blanket is all I have, you know. . . of that Hallows’ Eve. This is all I have to remember them. And whilst —

He picks up the blanket. He discovers it has holes in it. He looks at it, dismayed.

This has got holes in it. Ron’s idiotic love potion has burnt through it, right through it. Look at this. It’s ruined. Ruined.

He opens up the blanket. He sees writing burnt through it. He’s surprised.

What?

GINNY: Harry, it has — something — written —

On another part of the stage,

ALBUS

and

SCORPIUS

appear.

ALBUS: “Dad. . . ”

SCORPIUS: We’re starting with “Dad”?

ALBUS: So he’ll know it’s from me.

SCORPIUS: Harry is his name. We should start with “Harry. ”

ALBUS(firm): We’re starting with “Dad. ”

HARRY: “Dad, ” does it say, “Dad”? It’s not that distinct. . .

SCORPIUS: “Dad, HELP. ”

GINNY: “Hello”? Does that say “Hello”? And then. . . “Good. ”

HARRY: “Dad Hello Good Hello”? No. This is. . . a strange joke.

ALBUS: “Dad. Help. Godric’s Hollow. ”

GINNY: Give me that. My eyesight is better than yours. Yes. “Dad Hello Good” — that’s not “Hello” again — that’s “Hallow” or “Hollow”? And then some numbers — these are clearer — “3 — 1 — 1 — 0 — 8 — 1. ” Is this one of those Muggle telephone numbers? Or a grid reference or a. . .

HARRY

looks up, several thoughts smashing through his brain at once.

HARRY: No. It’s a date. 31st October, 1981. The date my parents were killed.

GINNY

looks at

HARRY

, and then back at the blanket.

GINNY: That doesn’t say “Hello. ” It says “Help. ”

HARRY: “Dad. Help. Godric’s Hollow. 31/10/81. ” It’s a message. Clever boy left me a message.

HARRY

kisses

GINNY

hard.

GINNY: Albus wrote this?

HARRY: And he’s told me where they are and when they are and now we know where she is, we know where we can fight her.

He kisses her hard again.

GINNY: We haven’t got them back again yet.

HARRY: I’ll send an owl to Hermione. You send one to Draco. Tell them to meet us at Godric’s with the Time-Turner.

GINNY: And it is “us, ” okay? Don’t even think about going back without me, Harry.

HARRY: Of course you’re coming. We have a chance, Ginny, and by Dumbledore — that’s all that we need — a chance.

ACT FOUR, SCENE SEVEN

GODRIC’S HOLLOW

RON, HERMIONE, DRACO, HARRY, and GINNY walk through a present-day Godric’s Hollow. A busy market town (it’s expanded over the years).

HERMIONE: Godric’s Hollow. It must be twenty years. . .

GINNY: Is it just me or are there more Muggles about. . .

HERMIONE: It’s become quite popular as a weekend break.

DRACO: I can see why — look at the thatched roofs. And is that a farmers’ market?

HERMIONE

approaches

HARRY

— who is looking around himself, overwhelmed by all that he’s seeing.

HERMIONE: You remember when we were last here? This feels just like old times.

RON: Old times with a few unwelcome ponytails added to the mix.

DRACO

knows a barb when he hears one.

DRACO: Can I just say —

RON: Malfoy, you may be all chummy chummy with Harry, and you may have produced a relatively nice child, but you’ve said some very unfair things to and about my wife. . .

HERMIONE: And your wife doesn’t need you fighting her battles for her.

HERMIONE

looks witheringly at

RON

takes the hit.

RON: Fine. But if you say one thing about her or me. . .

DRACO: You’ll do what, Weasley?

HERMIONE: He’ll hug you. Because we’re all on the same team, aren’t we, Ron?

RON(hesitating in the face of her unwavering gaze): Fine. I, um, I think you’ve got really nice hair. Draco.

HERMIONE: Thank you, husband. Now this seems a good spot. Let’s do this.

DRACO

takes out the Time-Turner — it begins spinning wildly as the others take their places around it.

And there is a giant whoosh of light. A smash of noise.

And time stops. And then it turns over, thinks a bit, and begins spooling backwards, slow at first. . .

And then it speeds up.

They look around themselves.

RON: So? Has it worked?

ACT FOUR, SCENE EIGHT

GODRIC’S HOLLOW, A SHED, 1981

ALBUS looks up, amazed to see GINNY and then HARRY, and then he takes in the rest of the happy band ( RON, DRACO, and HERMIONE ).

ALBUS: MUM?

HARRY: Albus Severus Potter. Are we pleased to see you.

ALBUS

runs and throws himself into

GINNY

’s arms.

GINNY

receives him, delighted.

ALBUS: You got our note. . . ?

GINNY: We got your note.

SCORPIUS

trots up to his dad.

DRACO: We can hug too if you like. . .

SCORPIUS

looks at his dad, unsure for a moment. And then they sort of half hug in a very awkward way.

DRACO

smiles.

RON: Now, where’s this Delphi?

SCORPIUS: You know about Delphi?

ALBUS: She’s here — she’s trying to kill you, we think. Before Voldemort curses himself she’s going to kill you and so break the prophecy and. . .

HERMIONE: Yes, we thought that might be it too. Do you know where specifically she is now?

SCORPIUS: She’s disappeared. How did you — how did you, without the Time-Turner —

HARRY(interrupting): That’s a long and complicated story, Scorpius. And we don’t have time for it.

DRACO

smiles at

HARRY

gratefully.

HERMIONE: Harry’s right. Time is of the essence. We need to get people into position. Now, Godric’s Hollow is not a large place but she could be coming from any direction. So we need somewhere that gives us good views of the town — that allows for multiple and clear observation points — and that will, most importantly, keep us hidden, because we cannot risk being seen.

They all frown, thinking.

I’d say St. Jerome’s Church ticks all those boxes, wouldn’t you?

ACT FOUR, SCENE NINE

GODRIC’S HOLLOW, ST. JEROME’S CHURCH, SANCTUARY, 1981

ALBUS is sleeping in a pew. GINNY watches him carefully. HARRY is looking out the opposite window.

HARRY: No. Nothing. Why isn’t she here?

GINNY: We’re together, your mum and dad are alive — we can turn time, Harry, we can’t speed it up. She’ll come when she’s ready, and we’ll be ready for her.

She looks at

ALBUS

’s sleeping form.

Or some of us will be.

HARRY: Poor kid thought he had to save the world.

GINNY: Poor kid has saved the world. That blanket was masterful. I mean, he also almost destroyed the world, but probably best not to focus on that bit.

HARRY: You think he’s okay?

GINNY: He’s getting there, it just might take him a bit of time — and you a bit of time too.

HARRY

smiles. She looks back at

ALBUS

HARRY

does too.

You know, after I’d opened the Chamber of Secrets — after Voldemort had bewitched me with that terrible diary and I’d almost destroyed everything —

HARRY: I remember.

GINNY: After I came out of hospital — everyone ignored me, shut me out — other than, that is, the boy who had everything — who came across the Gryffindor common room and challenged me to a game of Exploding Snap. People think they know all there is to know about you, but the best bits of you are — have always been — heroic in really quiet ways. My point is — after this is over, just remember if you could that sometimes people — but particularly children — just want someone to play Exploding Snap with.

HARRY: You think that’s what we’re missing — Exploding Snap?

GINNY: No. But the love I felt from you that day — I’m not sure Albus feels that.

HARRY: I’d do anything for him.

GINNY: Harry, you’d do anything for anybody. You were pretty happy to sacrifice yourself for the world. He needs to feel specific love. It’ll make him stronger, and you stronger too.

HARRY: You know, it wasn’t until we thought Albus had gone that I truly understood what my mother was able to do for me. A countercharm so powerful that it was able to repel the spell of death.

GINNY: And the only spell Voldemort couldn’t understand — love.

HARRY: I do love him specifically, Ginny.

GINNY: I know, but he needs to feel it.

HARRY: I’m lucky to have you, aren’t I?

GINNY: Extremely. And I’d be delighted to discuss just how lucky at another time. But for now — let’s focus on stopping Delphi.

HARRY: We are running out of time.

A thought occurs to

GINNY

GINNY: Unless — Harry, has anyone thought — why has she picked now? Today?

HARRY: Because this is the day that everything changed. . .

GINNY: Right now you’re over a year old, am I right?

HARRY: A year and three months.

GINNY: That’s a year and three months she could have killed you in. Even now, she’s been in Godric’s Hollow for twenty-four hours. What’s she waiting for?

HARRY: I’m still not entirely following —

GINNY: What if she’s not waiting for you — she’s waiting for him. . . to stop him.

HARRY: What?

GINNY: Delphi’s picked tonight because he’s here — because her father is coming. She wants to meet him. Be with him, the father she loves. Voldemort’s problems started when he attacked you. If he hadn’t done that. . .

HARRY: He’d have only got more powerful — the darkness would only have got darker.

GINNY: The best way to break the prophecy is not to kill Harry Potter, it’s to stop Voldemort doing anything at all.

ACT FOUR, SCENE TEN

GODRIC’S HOLLOW, ST. JEROME’S CHURCH, 1981

The group are gathered and full of confusion.

RON: So let me get this right — we’re fighting to protect Voldemort?

ALBUS: Voldemort killing my grandparents. Voldemort trying to kill my dad?

HERMIONE: Of course, Ginny. Delphi’s not trying to kill Harry — she’s stopping Voldemort trying to kill Harry. Brilliant.

DRACO: So — we just wait? Until Voldemort turns up?

ALBUS: Does she know when he does turn up? Hasn’t she come here twenty-four hours early because she isn’t sure when he’ll arrive and in what direction? The history books — correct me if I’m wrong, Scorpius — show nothing about when and how he arrived in Godric’s Hollow?

SCORPIUS and HERMIONE: You’re not wrong.

RON: Blimey! There are two of them!

DRACO: So how can we use this to our advantage?

ALBUS: Do you know what I’m really good at?

HARRY: There’s plenty you’re good at, Albus.

ALBUS: Polyjuicing. And I think Bathilda Bagshot may have all the ingredients for Polyjuice in her basement. We can Polyjuice into Voldemort and bring her to us.

RON: To use Polyjuice you need a bit of someone. We don’t have a bit of Voldemort.

HERMIONE: But I like the concept, a pretend mouse for her cat.

HARRY: How close can we get through Transfiguration?

HERMIONE: We know what he looks like. We’ve got some excellent wizards and witches here.

GINNY: You want to transfigure into Voldemort?

ALBUS: It’s the only way.

HERMIONE: It is, isn’t it?

RON

steps forward bravely.

RON: Then I would like to — I think I should be him. I mean, it won’t be — exactly nice being Voldemort — but without wishing to blow my own trumpet — I am probably the most chilled out of all of us and. . . so maybe transfiguring into him — into the Dark Lord — will do less damage to me than — any of you more — intense — people.

HARRY

steps away, introspective.

HERMIONE: Who are you calling intense?

DRACO: I’d also like to volunteer. I think being Voldemort requires precision — no offense, Ron — and a knowledge of Dark Magic and —

HERMIONE: And I’d like to volunteer too. As Minister for Magic I think it’s my responsibility and right.

SCORPIUS: Maybe we should draw lots —

DRACO: You’re not volunteering, Scorpius.

ALBUS: Actually —

GINNY: No, no way. I think you’re all mad. I know what that voice is like inside your head — I won’t have it in mine again —

HARRY: And anyway — it has to be me.

Everyone turns to

HARRY

DRACO: What?

HARRY: For this plan to work she has to believe it’s him, without hesitation. She’ll use Parseltongue — and I knew there was a reason why I still have that ability. But more than that, I — know what it is to feel — like him. I know what it is to be him. It has to be me.

RON: Rubbish. Beautifully put but beautiful rubbish. No way are you going to —

HERMIONE: I’m afraid you’re right, my old friend.

RON: Hermione, you’re wrong, Voldemort is not something to be — Harry should not —

GINNY: And I hate to agree with my brother, but —

RON: He could get stuck — as Voldemort — forever.

HERMIONE: So could any of us. Your concerns are valid, but. . .

HARRY: Hang on, Hermione. Gin.

GINNY

and

HARRY

make eye contact.

I won’t do it if you don’t want me to. But it feels like the only way to me, am I wrong?

GINNY

thinks a moment and then softly nods.

HARRY

’s face hardens.

GINNY: You’re right.

HARRY: Then let’s do this.

DRACO: Don’t we need to discuss the route you’re taking — the —

HARRY: She’s watching for him — she’ll come to me.

DRACO: And then what? When she’s with you. May I remind you this is a very powerful witch.

RON: Easy. He gets her in here. We zap her together.

DRACO: “Zap her”?

HERMIONE

looks around the room.

HERMIONE: We’ll hide behind these doors. If you can get her to this point, Harry (she indicates the point where the light from the rose window hits the floor), then we come out and make sure she has no chance to escape.

RON(with a look to DRACO ): And then we’ll zap her.

HERMIONE: Harry, last chance, are you sure you can do this?

HARRY: Yes, I can do this.

DRACO: No, there’s too many what-ifs — too many things that can go wrong — the Transfiguration could not hold, she could see through it — if she escapes us now there’s no telling the damage she can do — we need time to properly plan, to —

ALBUS: Draco, trust my dad. He won’t let us down.

HARRY

looks at

ALBUS

— moved.

HERMIONE: Wands.

Everyone withdraws their wands.

HARRY

clasps his.

There’s a light that builds — that overwhelms. . .

The Transfiguration is slow and monstrous.

And the form of

VOLDEMORT

emerges from

HARRY

And it’s horrendous.

He turns.

He looks around at his friends and family.

They look back — aghast.

RON: Bloody hell.

HARRY/VOLDEMORT: It worked, then?

GINNY(gravely): Yes. It worked.

ACT FOUR, SCENE ELEVEN

GODRIC’S HOLLOW, ST. JEROME’S CHURCH, 1981

RON, HERMIONE, DRACO, SCORPIUS, and ALBUS stand at the window, looking out. GINNY can’t look. She sits further back.

ALBUS notices his mum sitting apart. He walks over to her.

ALBUS: It’s going to be okay, you know that, Mum?

GINNY: I know it is. Or I hope I do. I just — don’t want to see him like that. The man I love shrouded in the man I hate.

ALBUS

sits beside his mum.

ALBUS: I liked her, Mum, you know that? I really liked her. Delphi. And she was — Voldemort’s daughter?

GINNY: That’s what they’re good at, Albus — catching innocents in their web.

ALBUS: This is all my fault.

GINNY

takes

ALBUS

in her arms.

GINNY: How funny. Your dad seems to think it’s all his. Strange pair that you are.

SCORPIUS: That’s her. That’s her. She’s seen him.

HERMIONE: Positions. Everybody. And remember, don’t come out until he’s got her in the light — we’ve one shot at this, we don’t want to mess it up.

They all move fast.

DRACO: Hermione Granger, I’m being bossed around by Hermione Granger. (She turns towards him. He smiles. ) And I’m mildly enjoying it.

SCORPIUS: Dad. . .

They scatter. They hide behind two major doors.

HARRY/VOLDEMORT

reenters the church. He walks a few paces and then he turns.

HARRY/VOLDEMORT: Whichever witch or wizard is following me, I assure you, you will regret it.

DELPHI

emerges behind him. She is compelled to him. This is her father and this is the moment she’s waited for her entire life.

DELPHI: Lord Voldemort. It is me. I am following you.

HARRY/VOLDEMORT: I do not know you. Leave me.

She breathes deeply.

DELPHI: I am your daughter.

HARRY/VOLDEMORT: If you were my daughter, I’d know of you.

DELPHI

looks at him imploringly.

DELPHI: I am from the future. The child of Bellatrix Lestrange and you. I was born in Malfoy Manor before the Battle of Hogwarts. A battle you are going to lose. I have come to save you.

HARRY/VOLDEMORT

turns. She meets his eyes.

It was Rodolphus Lestrange, Bellatrix’s loyal husband, who on return from Azkaban told me who I was and revealed the prophecy he thought I was destined to fulfill. I am your daughter, sir.

HARRY/VOLDEMORT: I am familiar with Bellatrix and there are certain similarities in your face — though you haven’t inherited the best of her. But without proof. . .

DELPHI

speaks intently in Parseltongue.

HARRY/VOLDEMORT

laughs viciously.

That’s your proof?

DELPHI

effortlessly rises into the air.

HARRY/VOLDEMORT

steps back — amazed.

DELPHI: I am the Augurey to your Dark Lord, and I am ready to give all that I have to serve you.

HARRY/VOLDEMORT(trying not to show his shock): You learnt — flight — from — me?

DELPHI: I have tried to follow the path you set.

HARRY/VOLDEMORT: I have never met a witch or a wizard who’s attempted to be my equal before.

DELPHI: Do not mistake — I would not claim to be worthy of you, Lord. But I have devoted my life to being a child you could be proud of.

HARRY/VOLDEMORT(interrupting): I see what you are, and I see what you could be. Daughter.