Harry Potter and the Cursed Child

RON: I liked that idea too.
He looks around — he knows his fate.
I’m scared.
HERMIONE: Kiss me.
RON thinks and then does. And the dementors descend and the two are yanked apart.
They’re pinned to the ground and then pulled into the air. We watch as a golden-whitish
haze is pulled from their bodies. They have their souls sucked from them. And it is
terrifying.
SCORPIUS and SNAPE reenter at the back of the stage, aware of what’s already been lost.
SNAPE: Let’s get down to the water. Walk. Don’t run.
SNAPE looks at SCORPIUS.
Stay calm, Scorpius. They may be blind but they can sense your fear.
SCORPIUS: They just sucked out their souls.
A dementor swoops down low over them and settles in front of SCORPIUS.
SNAPE: Think of something else, Scorpius. Occupy your thoughts.
But SCORPIUS can’t occupy his thoughts.
SCORPIUS: I feel cold. I can’t see. There’s a fog inside me — around me.
SNAPE: You’re a king, and I’m a professor. They’ll only attack with good reason. Think about
those you love, think about why you’re doing this.
SCORPIUS (utterly consumed): I can hear my mother. She wants me — my help — but she knows I
can’t — help.
SNAPE: Listen to me, Scorpius. Think about Albus. You’re giving up your kingdom for Albus,
right?
SCORPIUS is helpless. Consumed by all the dementor is making him feel. And SNAPE knows he
needs to open his heart to save him.
One person. All it takes is one person. I couldn’t save Harry for Lily. So now I give my
allegiance to the cause she believed in. And it’s possible — that along the way I started
believing in it myself.
SCORPIUS steps decisively away from the dementor.