Deathly Hallows Split Script Contest
Entry #4
Sasha M.
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On disapparating from Malfoy Manor Harry, Ron, Hermione, Luna, Griphook, Ollivander and Dobby appear on a beach outside Shell Cottage. All appear dazed and weak and partially wet from the moving tide. Harry pulls himself up and looks around. He lets out a sigh of relief and a half-laugh.
HARRY: We're all okay! We're all okay!
Harry sinks back to his knees
Ron gets up and staggers forwards, supporting a semi-conscious Hermione
RON: Yeah, for a minute there when Bella threw that -
Ron stares transfixed. Harry get's back up and spins around. He spots Dobby, a small silver knife protruding from his chest. Dobby slowly stares at it too, almost confusedly.
HARRY: DOBBY!
Harry runs forwards and catches Dobby just as he is about to collapse. He stares up at Harry.
HARRY: (Half sobbing) Dobby, no, please no, you can't die!
Ron and Hermione reach Harry's side. Ron puts a hand on Harry's shoulder. Behind them Luna, Ollivander and griphook stir, looking upon the scene.
HARRY: No, Dobby don't, please
DOBBY: (smiles weakly and tries to raise an arm) Harry P-Potter...(his smile falters, and his arm falls to his side, dying in Harry's arms)
HARRY: No! (a tear falls down his cheek -Hermione besides him lets out a sob)
Bill and Fleur Hurry outside with blankets for Luna, Ollivander and Griphook. Fleur escorts them inside While Bill approaches the trio and Dobby with blankets too.
BILL: Come on Harry, why don't you come inside? You're soaked through
HARRY: I - I need to say goodbye. Do you - do you have a shovel?
Bill squeezes Harry's shoulder.He hands Hermione and Ron a blanket.
BILL: Yeah, sure.
Bill reappears a moment later and hands Harry a shovel. Harry marches up a steep sand dune, until finding a flat spot. Hermione takes Dobby carefully and wraps him in her blanket. Harry begins to dig while the sun sinks - the sky is a beautiful blazing pink. Hermione lays him to rest.
HERMIONE: (kneels beside the grave) Goodbye Dobby, thank you so much for saving us, we will be eternally grateful. (she picks a small white flower from besides his grave and places it on top of Dobby)
RON: Yeah, thanks Dobby
HARRY: (sniffs) Thank you Dobby, for everything.
Hermione magicks a pile of sand on top of the grave, and levitates a white stone towards it.
HARRY: I want it to say something
HERMIONE: (pointing her wand to the stone ,she hesitates, then words appear on it as she speaks them) Here lies Dobby, a free Elf. How does that sound?
HARRY: It's perfect.
They wait there for a few moments and then slowly walk towards the cottage, Harry taking up the rear. He lets out a gasp of pain and falls to his knees clutching his scar. Ron and Hermione whip round.
RON: Harry! (Both run to his side.)
Scene changes to a cloaked figure walking around a moonlit lake. It stops and stares towards a small island a little way out into the water. Clearly visible in the moonlight, surrounded by a small copse of trees, is a brilliant white marble tomb. The figure disapparates and appears on the island by the tomb. He lowers his hood.
Scene changes to a quick shot of the trio.
HERMIONE: Harry what is it?
HARRY: (still clutching his scar in pain) We were too late, he knows, He knows who the last owner was!
RON: The last owner of what?
HARRY: The elder wand.
RON: (looking panicked) What? Who was it?
HARRY: (pauses and looks up and Ron and Hermione. He speaks in a quiet voice) It was Dumbledore.
Voldemort raises his wand and cracks open the lid of the tomb. It cracks like gunfire in the silent night, and the two halves fall either side of the tomb. Dumbledore lays there, a thin deep blue veil covering him head to toe. Voldemort pulls off the veil and looks down upon Dumbledore's sunken face.
VOLDEMORT: (Sneers) So foolish to think that I would not dare to violate your tomb. So foolish - did you think that I would be afraid of your frail broken body? That I would not dare approach you in death? (Lets out a cold cruel laugh.)
Camera pans to a shot of the Elder wand in Dumbledores hand. Voldemort smiles, picks it up and considers it. Then with a scream of joy, he raises the wand high into the air and shoots a monstrous lightning bolt into sky, creating a thunderstorm. Screen fades to black.