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ALBUS and ROSE walk along the carriage of the train.

ALBUS: "Hi. Is this compartment…"

ALBUS opens a door -- to look in on a lonely blond kid -- SCORPIUS -- in an otherwise empty compartment. ALBUS smiles. SCORPIUS smiles back.

The TROLLEY WITCH approaches, pushing her trolley.

ROSE: "On the contrary, it's exciting. I'm a Granger-Weasley, you're a Potter -- everyone will want to be friends with us, we've got the pick of anyone we want."

SCORPIUS: "It's free. It's just me."

ROSE: "On who we choose to be friends with. My mum and dad met your dad on their first Hogwarts Express, you know…"

ALBUS: "Concentrate on what?"

ROSE: "We rate them all and then we make a decision."

ALBUS: "So how do we decide -- which compartment to go in…"

ROSE (spotting ALBUS's loving look at the Chocolate Frogs): "Al. We need to concentrate."

TROLLEY WITCH: "Anything from the trolley, dears? Pumpkin Pasty? Chocolate Frog? Cauldron Cake?"

ALBUS: "So we need to choose now who to be friends with for life? That's quite scary."

SCORPIUS: "Hi, Rose. Would you like some of my Fizzing Whizbees?"

ALBUS: "I'll have some… Mum doesn't let me have sweets. Which one would you start with?"

ALBUS: "Albus. Al. I'm -- my name is Albus…"

SCORPIUS: "I've also got some Shock-o-Choc, Pepper Imps, and some Jelly Slugs. Mum's idea -- she says' (sings), "Sweets, they always help you make friends." (He realizes that singing was a mistake.) "Stupid idea, probably."

ROSE: "Rose."

ALBUS: "Great. So we might just -- come in -- for a bit -- if that's okay?"

SCORPIUS: "Hi Scorpius. I mean, I'm Scorpius. You're Albus. I'm Scorpius. And you must be…"

ROSE: "I've just had breakfast, thanks."

ROSE hits ALBUS out of sight of SCORPIUS.

ROSE's face is growing colder by the minute.

ALBUS: "Brilliant, then that's what I'll --" (ROSE hits him again.) "Rose, will you please stop hitting me?"

SCORPIUS: "That's okay. Hi."

SCORPIUS: "Easy. I've always regarded the Pepper Imp as the king of the confectionery bag. They're peppermint sweets that make you smoke at the ears."

SCORPIUS: "The rumor is that my parents couldn't have children. That my father and my grandfather were so desperate for a powerful heir, to prevent the end of the Malfoy line, that they… that they used a Time-Turner to send my mother back…"

ROSE looks away, and SCORPIUS knows why she does.

ALBUS: "What -- is the rumor?"

SCORPIUS: "I know what the rumor is, and it's a lie."

ALBUS looks from an uncomfortable ROSE to a desperate SCORPIUS.

ROSE: "That's putting it mildly. Your mum and dad are Death Eaters!"

SCORPIUS: "You're Albus Potter. She's Rose Granger-Weasley. And I am Scorpius Malfoy. My parents are Astoria and Draco Malfoy. Our parents -- they didn't get on."

ALBUS: "You are hitting me, and it hurts."

ALBUS: "What?"

SCORPIUS (affronted): "Dad was -- but Mum wasn't."

ALBUS: "What do you mean you know who I am?"

SCORPIUS: "She's hitting you because of me."

SCORPIUS: "Listen, I know who you are, so it's probably only fair you know who I am."

ROSE: "I'm not hitting you."

SCORPIUS's face falls.

ALBUS: "And I wouldn't expect you to. But I'm staying here."

ROSE looks at him a second and then leaves the compartment.

ALBUS: "No. No. I didn't stay -- for you -- I stayed for your sweets."

SCORPIUS: "And it's just like my father's! I got his nose, his hair, and his name. Not that that's a great thing either. I mean -- father-son issues, I have them. But, on the whole, I'd rather be a Malfoy than, you know, the son of the Dark Lord."

SCORPIUS and ALBUS look at each other and something passes between them.

ALBUS: "No." (Off ROSE's look.) "I'm okay. You go on…"

ROSE: "Yes, well, we probably should sit somewhere else. Come on, Albus."

ALBUS: "To send her back where?"

A horrible, uncomfortable silence.

ROSE: "The rumor is that he's Voldemort's son, Albus."

ROSE: "Fine!"

ROSE: "It's probably rubbish. I mean… look, you've got a nose."

ROSE: "Albus. I won't wait."

The tension is slightly broken. SCORPIUS laughs, pathetically grateful.

SCORPIUS: "Thank you."

SCORPIUS and ALBUS are left -- looking at each other -- unsure.

ALBUS is thinking deeply.

ALBUS: "Yes. Sorry."

SCORPIUS grins and pops two sweets into his mouth.

ALBUS (thinks): "Albus."

SCORPIUS: "No. I like it. Do you prefer Albus or Al?"

SCORPIUS: "She's quite fierce."

ALBUS (laughing): "Wow."

SCORPIUS (as smoke comes out of his ears): "THANK YOU FOR STAYING FOR MY SWEETS, ALBUS!"