Harry Potter and the Cursed Child

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
Hollow with the Time-Turner.
GINNY: And it is “us,” okay? Don’t even think about going back without me, Harry.
HARRY kisses his wife — full of gratitude and love.
HARRY: Of course you’re coming. We have a chance, Ginny, and by Dumbledore — that’s all
that we need — a chance.