Harry Potter and the Cursed Child

ALBUS: We’re in — the hospital wing?
HARRY turns his attention back to ALBUS.
HARRY (discombobulated): Yes. And you’re — you will be fine. For recuperation, Madam
Pomfrey wasn’t sure what to prescribe and said you should probably eat lots of — chocolate.
Actually, do you mind if I have some? I’ve got something to tell you and I don’t think you’ll
like it.
ALBUS looks at his dad, what does he have to say? He decides not to engage.
ALBUS: Okay. I think.
HARRY takes some chocolate, he eats a big chunk. ALBUS looks at his dad, confused.
Better?
HARRY: Much.
He holds out the chocolate to his son. ALBUS takes a piece. Father and son munch together.
The arm, how does it feel?
ALBUS flexes his arm.
ALBUS: It feels great.
HARRY (soft): Where did you go, Albus? I can’t tell you what it did to us. Your mum was worried
sick . . .
ALBUS looks up, he is a great liar.
ALBUS: We decided we didn’t want to come to school. We thought we could start again — in the
Muggle world. We discovered we were wrong. We were coming back to Hogwarts when you
found us.
HARRY: In Durmstrang robes?
ALBUS: The robes were . . . The whole thing — Scorpius and I — we didn’t think.
HARRY: And why — why did you run? Because of me? Because of what I said?
ALBUS: I don’t know. Hogwarts isn’t actually that pleasant a place when you don’t fit in.
HARRY: And did Scorpius — encourage you to — go?
ALBUS: Scorpius? No.