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Old September 26th, 2009, 2:35 am
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Re: Fan Scripts: Script your own version of Harry Potter

Wow - I just realised that it's been over 2 years since I starting writing my scripts! And in the last year I've hardly done anything towards them I'm actually thinking of re-writing PS. I was being too lenient with keeping everything in before!

Edit: I said I'd do it - and so I have! The first 12 pages of my new script, which was previously 20 pages worth!

New PS script:    


  
FADE IN:

INT. HALL OF PROPHECY - NIGHT

As we fade in, indistinguishable voices are heard. A spherical shape begins to be seen, and the voices become clearer and clearer...

MALE PROPHET
At the solciste will come a new...

SYBILL TRELAWNEY
He will return tonight!

FEMALE PROPHET
And none will come after...

SYBILL TRELAWNEY
(Louder than the others)
The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord -

We go into the spherical shape -

EXT. GODRIC’S HOLLOW - NIGHT

- and a small cottage forms.

SYBILL TRELAWNEY
- approaches.

Suddenly the house is filled with green light. A baby’s cry can be heard.

CUT TO BLACK

FADE TO:

TITLE: HARRY POTTER AND THE PHILOSOPHER’S STONE

The title floats upon an ominous background.

FADE TO:

EXT. PRIVET DRIVE - MORNING

We track up the footpath, meet a stray tabby cat, then pan up to woman outside number 4 (PETUNIA), who kisses her husband (VERNON) while trying to stop her baby boy (DUDLEY) cry.

EXT. LITTLE WHINING - MORNING
Vernon stops his car, amongst the morning traffic. He eyes a man and a woman whispering to each other, about to cross the road. They are wearing cloaks, looking extremely out of place.

CLOAK WEARING MAN
(As the cross in front of Vernon)
The Potters - that’s what I heard.

CLOAK WEARING WOMAN
Yes, yes - they’re son Harry...

Vernon sits in his car, dread slowly covering his face.

BEEP! The car behind him toots and Vernon doesn’t notice the traffic move again.

JIM MCGUFFIN (V.O.)
(As Vernon drives off)
Well, not only are some people celebrating Halloween a day late, -

INT. 4 PRIVET DRIVE - KITCHEN - NIGHT

Vernon is watching the news.

JIM MCGUFFIN
(On TV)
- today the nations owl’s have suddenly changed their sleeping pattern. There have been hundreds of sighting of this birds flying in daylight. Most mysterious.

VERNON
Er - Petunia

Petunia is makig dinner.

PETUNIA
Yes?

VERNON
You haven’t from your sister late--

PETUNIA
(With force)
No. Why?!

VERNON
Funny stuff on the news. I thought, maybe, it could have been her lot.

Petunia just sniffs.

VERNON (CONT’D)
Their son - Howard, isn’t it?

PETUNIA
(Obviously annoyed)
Harry. Nasty common name if you ask me.

She goes straight back to cooking.

VERNON
(Becoming unsettled.)
Yes. I quite agree.

We pass through the window -

EXT. PRIVET DRIVE - MIDNIGHT

- to find it is midnight. The stray tabby cat looks impatient upon a brick wall. POP. An eldery man (DUMBLEDORE), wearing a cloak, suddenly walks onto the deserted road. He holds out a cigarette lighter, and with one click, all the lights from the lamp extinguish with a POP.

DUMBLEDORE
Fancy seeing you here, Professor McGonagall.

He turns to the stray tabby cat, who transforms into a woman (MCGONAGALL) with square glasses exactly like the markings that were around the cat’s eyes. They both sit down on the brick wall.

MCGONAGALL
Albus, is it true? Has he really gone?

DUMBLEDORE
It certainly seems so.

McGonagall is shocked.

MCGONAGALL
And James and Lily?

Dumbledore bows his head, and McGonagall gasps.

MCGONAGALL (CONT’D)
But what about Harry?
(Dumbledore says nothing)
What they’re saying is he tried to kill them too, but, but, he couldn’t.

DUMBLEDORE
It’s true.

MCGONAGALL
(Looking more shocked than ever)
After all he’s done, all the people he’s killed. But how did Harry survive?

DUMBLEDORE
We can only guess. We may never know.

Dumbledore looks at his watch.

MCGONAGALL
I don’t suppose you’re going to tell me why you’re here of all places?

DUMBLEDORE
I’ve come to bring Harry to the only family he has left.

MCGONAGALL
(Pointing to number 4)
You can’t mean the people who live here? I’ve been watching them all day. You couldn’t find two people who are less like us. Harry Potter come an live here?!

DUMBLEDORE
(Looking sternly at McGonnagall)
It’s the best place for him.

MCGONAGALL
But how is the boy getting here?

DUMBLEDORE
Hagrid is bringing him.

MCGONAGALL
You think it - wise to trust Hagrid with something as important as this? I’m not saying his heart isn’t in the right place, but he does tend to -

A loud RUMBLE is heard.

MCGONAGALL (CONT’D)
What was that?

A giant motorbike falls down from the sky, ridden by a giant-of-a man (HAGRID), who carries a pile of blankets in his arms.

DUMBLEDORE
Hagrid. At last.

Hagrid passes the pile of blankets to Dumbledore and we see a baby boy (HARRY) inside them.

DUMBLEDORE (CONT’D)
No problems, I hope?

HAGRID
No sir - house was almost destroyed, but I got him out ok.

McGonnagall comes up to look at baby Harry.

MCGONAGALL
(Noticing a lighting-bolt scar on his forehead)
Is that where - ?

DUMBLEDORE
He’ll have that scar forever.

MCGONAGALL
Couldn’t you do something -

DUMBLEDORE
Even if I could, I wouldn’t. Scars can come in handy.

Dumbledore leads the party towards the door of number 4.

HAGRID
(teary)
Could I say good-bye to him sir?

Dumbledore nods and Hagrid bends down to give Harry a kiss. McGonagall pats Hagrid on the arm. Dumbledore places Harry down on the mat, and places a letter on top on him.

DUMBLEDORE
Good luck, Harry.

CUT TO BLACK

INT. 4 PRIVET DRIVE - CUPBOARD UNDER THE STAIRS - MORNING

The noise of a motorbike driving away, then -

PETUNIA (O.S.)
Up! Get up! Now!

10-year-old Harry Potter wakes, but doesn’t want to get out of bed.

PETUNIA (CONT’D)
Get a move on. You have to look after the bacon. And don’t you dare let it burn on Duddy’s special day.

Harry groans.
INT. 4 PRIVET DRIVE - KITCHEN - MORNING

Harry serves bacon as his cousin, Dudley, now 11, counts his birthday presents.

DUDLEY
Thirty-six? That’s two less than last year!

PETUNIA
Darling, you missed Auntie Marge’s present.

DUDLEY
Well that makes it thirty-seven -

PETUNIA
(Sensing trouble)
And we’re going to buy you two new presents!

Vernon comes back from answering the phone.

VERNON
(Sniffing)
Mrs Figg’s broken her leg. Can’t take him.

PETUNIA
Now what?

HARRY
You could just leave me here. I won’t blow up the house!

I/E. DURSLEY’S CAR - MORNING

Harry is coming with them. BRRRMMM. A motorbike drives by.

VERNON
(Complaining)
Young Hoodlums, roaring along like maniacs!

HARRY
I had a dream about a motorbike. It was flying.

Vernon almost crashes the car. He turns around to Harry.

VERNON
Motorbikes don’t fly!

HARRY
It was only a dream...

Harry looks to the window and the shot of him from the outside -

FADE TO:

INT. ZOO REPTILE HOUSE - AFTERNOON

- turns to a boa constrictor fast asleep behind glass. Dudley and his friend, PIERS, run up to it and press there noses on the glass, but Dudley is easily bored.

DUDLEY
(To Vernon)
Make it move!

Vernon taps on the glass. Nothing happens.

DUDLEY (CONT’D)
Do it again!

He does. And nothing happens.

DUDLEY (CONT’D)
This is boring...

He and Piers move off to the next exhibit. Harry, however, stays there.

HARRY
(To the snake)
It must be really annoying.

Harry isn’t concentrating on the snake, and doesn’t notice it begin to move. He notices it as it’s head comes up to the glass. Harry looks around to see no one is watching. The snake winks.

HARRY (CONT’D)
Where do you come from?

The snake taps his tail next to a sign ‘Boa Constrictor, Brazil’

HARRY (CONT’D)
Was it nice there.

The snake taps again. ‘This specimen was bred in the zoo’

HARRY (CONT’D)
(Sighing)
Oh - I see -

PIERS
(Running to the snake)
Dudley! Mr Dursley! You won’t believe what this snake is doing!

Dudley rushes after him, and nudges Harry out of the way. Piers and Dudley are leaning right up to the glass, but become unsupported when the glass disappears. Harry looks shocked. Dudley and Piers fall head first into the cage and become rooted to the spot when the Boa Constrictor slithers out of the exhibit.

BOA CONSTRICTOR
(As it passes Harry)
Thankssss.

Harry is shocked to find it speaking. He looks up to see Vernon looking angrily at him.

INT. 4 PRIVET DRIVE - HALL - AFTERNOON

Harry is held by Vernon

VERNON
Go! Cupboard! Stay! No meals!

Harry is pushed into the cupboard.

INT. 4 PRIVET DRIVE - CUPBOARD UNDER THE STAIRS - AFTERNOON

Harry is alone and in the dark as Vernon slams the door on him.

FADE TO BLACK.

SERIES OF FLASHBACKS:

INT. SCHOOL CLASSROOM - DAY

Harry is shocked as his teacher's wig is suddenly turns blue.

INT. 4 PRIVET DRIVE - KITCHEN - DAY

Petunia tries to force a jumper over Harry's head. It shrinks and shrinks until it is so small it would fit a glove puppet.

EXT. SCHOOL - DAY

Dudley, PIERS POLKISS and some other of his gang are chasing Harry. Harry tries to jump behind a bin, but finds himself on the roof.

INT. 4 PRIVET DRIVE - KITCHEN - DAY

A 5-year-old Harry questions Petunia.

HARRY
How did I get my scar?

Petunia stops what she is doing.

PETUNIA
In a car crash - when your parents died.

She walks off.

PETUNIA (CONT’D)
And don’t ask questions!

A flash of green light.

RETURN TO PRESENT.

INT. 4 PRIVET DRIVE - CUPBOARD UNDER THE STAIRS - NIGHT

Harry’s eyes are filled with green light as he wakes up from a nightmare.

INT. 4 PRIVET DRIVE - KITCHEN - MORNING

Harry walks in just as mail can be heard coming through the slot. Harry doesn’t even walk any further, because he knows what is coming.

VERNON
Get the mail, Harry.

Helplessly, he obeys.

INT. 4 PRIVET DRIVE - HALL - MORNING

Harry walks up the hall to a pile of mail on the floor. Bored, he fingers through the mail. His eyes open wide at one letter:
Mr H. Potter
The Cupboard under the Stairs
4 Privet Drive
Little Whinging
Surrey

INT. 4 PRIVET DRIVE - KITCHEN - MORNING

Walking in, Harry turns over his letter and sees a coat of arms of a lion, eagle, badger and snake around the letter H. Harry gives the rest of the mail to Vernon. He picks up the first in the pile, a postcard.

VERNON
Marge’s ill! Ate a funny whelk -

Harry is about to open his letter -

DUDLEY
Dad! Dad! Harry’s got something!

As Harry is just about to unfold the paper inside, Vernon forces it out of his hands.

HARRY
That’s mine!

VERNON
Who’d be writing to you?

Vernon’s eyes fill with terror as he finds out. Petunia nosies over and looks like she’s about to faint.

VERNON (CONT’D)
Out! Out!

INT. 4 PRIVET DRIVE - HALL - MORNING
Dudley listens through the hall keyhole. Harry listens through the crack at the bottom.

PETUNIA (O.S.)
Look at the address! How do they know where he sleeps?!

VERNON (O.S.)
Watching - spying - might be following us.

PETUNIA (O.S.)
What should we do Vernon?

VERNON (O.S.)
Ignore it.

PETUNIA (O.S.)
But -

VERNON (O.S.)
I’m not having one in my house Petunia!

Harry lies there, confused and intrigued.

INT. 4 PRIVET DRIVE - CUPBOARD UNDER THE STAIRS - EVENING

Harry lies in the same position. The lock turns, and Vernon opens the door.

VERNON
Harry. Er. Your aunt and I have been thinking. Er. We think it would be nice is you moved to Dudley’s second bedroom -

HARRY
Why?

VERNON
Don’t. Ask. Questions!

INT. 4 PRIVET DRIVE - HALL - EVENING

Harry is moving his stuff (which is hardly anything) up to his new room. Vernon is nailing up the letterbox, talking to Petunia. Neither notice Harry.

VERNON
See, if they can’t deliver them they’ll just give up.

PETUNIA
(Offering fruit cake)
I’m not sure -

VERNON
Oh these people’s minds work in strange ways.

Vernon takes the fruit cake and hammers another nail with it.

INT. 4 PRIVET DRIVE - KITCHEN - MORNING

A confused milkman passes eggs through the window to Petunia.

PETUNIA
(Before he can say anything)
We’re renovating.

MILKMAN
And also, these were on your doormat.

He passes about 10 letters addressed to Harry. Petunia’s fake smile falters.

PETUNIA
Thank you!

MILKMAN
Good day.

He leaves and Petunia eyes the change on the letter’s address: ‘The Smallest Bedroom’. She throws them into the fire and continues to cook, selecting one of the new eggs. She breaks it. No yolk. But there is parchment. Petunia’s eyes widen with horror. She breaks more and more eggs. Harry and Dudley walk in. Petunia pulls out letters from each of the dozen eggs. She screams.

DUDLEY
(To Harry)
Who on earth wants to talk to you this badly?
  



__________________
And none will come after...
Farewell to the Harry Potter films

(this was written way before Fantastic Beasts was a thing... )

A true - CoS and Pottermore!
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