Spellbound!

Written by: Nick S., Sarah R., Alex D., Simone G., Tom D., Jacklyn G., Liz F., Stacey A.,
     Annie H., Judy M., Bill T., Brittney D., Debbie H., Cristina S., Andrea R.
Published at : www.harrypotterfans.net/spellbound/index.html
 

CAST
                              (in order of appearance)

             Nick - (Nearly Headless Nick)
             Cassie - a muggle
             Chleo - a muggle
             Catie - a muggle
             Harry Potter - a wizard
             Ron Weasley - a wizard
             Hermione Granger - a witch
             Ginny Weasley - a witch
             Draco Malfoy - a wizard
             Lavender Brown - a witch
             Prof. McGonagall - a teacher, witch
             Hagrid - a near giant
             Madam Pomfrey - a teacher, witch
             Prof. Dumbledore - head of Hogwarts, a wizard
             Prof. Snape - a teacher, wizard
 

          Nick: (to audience) Returning to school can be a strange and exiting experience, but no
          school could be stranger than my alma matter, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and
          Wizardry. Here, hidden from the prying eyes of the mundane world of Muggles (that’s
          you ordinary non-magical types) talented children study to sharpen their sorcery skills.
          Also in attendance is a most unusual boy named Harry Potter; and by that I mean he’s
          more unusual than the rest of the student body. It’s the first day of the new school year
          and an open invitation is extended to the fabulous First Day Feast - well, not quite
          open...

          Cassie: Cleo, Catie, this is it! That magical school I was telling you about; Hogwarts,
          where everyone learns spells and charms instead of boring school stuff.

          Cleo: But how will we get in?

          Catie: I can’t see, I can’t see!

          Cassie: We put on these old robes we borrowed
          from the closet and we’ll blend right in.

          Catie: I can’t see, I can’t see!

          Cleo: Quiet, Catie, you’ll get us caught! Come
          on now.

          Catie: I still can’t see!

          Cassie: Hush! Somebody’s coming. Quick, hide in here!

          Catie: Where?

          Cassie and Cleo: Here!

          (Enter Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, and Ginny Weasley from stage
          left.)

          Harry: Our fourth year at Hogwart’s. I can’t wait to start school!

          Ron: Harry, I just can’t understand how you can be so excited.

          Harry: If you had to spend the summer with my aunt and uncle, you’d understand, Ron.

          Hermione: I simply live for school. So much to learn and so little time.

           Ron: I don’t know why you bother to go on vacation, Hermione.

          Harry: Well, as far as I’m concerned, Hogwart’s is the best thing that ever happened to
          me.

          Ginny: Harry should know. Harry knows everything!

          (Enter Draco Malfoy and Lavender Brown from stage right.)

          Draco: Well, if it isn’t Harry Potter the wonder boy, and his rag tag friends the Weasleys.
          Oh, and that insufferable book worm Hermione.

          Ron: (Raises fists) I’ll show you rag tag!

          Harry: Don’t waste your time, Ron, Draco’s not worth it.

          Draco: Yes, Potter, keep your dog on a leash.

          Lavender: Oh, Draco, do try to be civil.

          Harry: (Pulling Ron, Hermione, and Ginny with him) Oh, hello Lavender. Draco. (All
          exit stage left.)

          Draco: Harry Potter. Everybody treats him so special, just because he’s had a hard life.

          Lavender: Everybody treats him special because he happens to be the best Quidditch
          player in the whole school.

          Draco: Cheat.

          Lavender: And saved us from the Basilisk monster.

          Draco: Luck.

          Lavender: And defeated the Dark Wizard, “He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.”

          Draco: Dumb luck.

          Lavender: You’re just jealous.

          Draco: Jealous of him? I think not. I’m the better wizard by far.

          Lavender: As if! You couldn’t best me, let alone Harry Potter.

          Draco: Oh, please, Lavender, you can’t even do your own hair.

          Lavender: Oh, really? I can turn my hair green with a wave of my wand.

          Draco: Can’t.

          Lavender: Can and will. (Passes wand over head, lifts it up, and put it back down
          again.) Done!

          Draco: Big deal. If you’re so great, why don’t you go hang out with Potter?

          Lavender: I think I will. Better company than you! (Exits stage left.)

          Draco: I’ve had it with Harry Potter and his little friends. I’ve had it with this whole school!
          I’ll show them all!

          (Draco exits stage right. Cassie, Cleo, and Cate come out from hiding.)

          Cleo: What a very unpleasant person.

          Cassie: Quick, here’s our chance! Follow him!

          Catie: I missed it all.

          (The curtains open to reveal Hogwart’s Main Hall.)

          Cassie: We’re in!

          Cleo: It’s awesome!

          Cassie: Incredible!

          Catie: Where are we?

          Cassie: This only is the Great Hall of Hogwart’s School. It looks like they’re setting up for
          a party.

          Cleo: But it’s not Halloween. Why all the candles and darkness?

          Cassie: I told you. They’re all witches.

          Catie: Witches? Where!?

          Cleo: Sssshhh! Someone’s coming!

          Cassie: Hide!

          Catie: Again?

          Cleo: Where?

          Cassie: Under the table! Hurry!

          (The girls hide under the table with a punch bowl down stage center. Enter Draco
          Malfoy, from stage right, carrying several bottles. Pauses at down stage center table.)
 

Draco: So, they don’t think Draco Malfoy’s magic can compare to Potter’s? Well, with this     potion Professor Snape helped me to concoct, I’ll be the only student in the school with       magic. (Pours ingredients into bowl as he recites the incantation.) Teema, Jeema, Leemaquay! Make the magic go away. Harry, Ron, Hermione, too, there’s no magic they can do. (Collects  empty bottles.) With the magic gone, they’ll get an F! I’ll be the only good student left. (Exits to stage right, snickering.)

 Cleo: As I told you. Very unpleasant.

          Cassie: He was definitely up to no good.

          Cate: What happened?

          Cleo: That kid put something in the punch.

          (Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny enter from stage left, in the midst of a
          conversation. Neither group notices the other. Cate approaches the punch to pour a
          drink.)

          Cate: Gross.

          Harry: I wonder who we will have teaching Defense against the Dark Arts class this
          year?

          Cleo: Don’t touch it!

          Ron: I wish we still had Professor Lupin.

          Cassie: Don’t eat it!

          Hermione: I wish we still had Professor Lockhart.

          Cate: (Takes a sip.) Tastes strange.

          Ron: Anyone but that ninny Professor Lockhart. He was terrible!

          Cassie and Cleo: Eewww!!!

          Hermione: He most certainly was not! He was the most informed professor we’ve ever
          had.

          (At that moment, both groups bump into each other.)

          Cate, Cassie, and Cleo: Ahhh!

          Harry: Oh, I’m sorry. We didn’t see you. Who are you?

          Cleo: Umm ... well, I’m Cleo and this is Cassie and Catie.

          Ron: Are you first years?

          Cassie: Oh, well, um, we’re, uh, fourth years. Yes, that’s it, fourth years.

          Cate: Huh? We aren’t –

          Cassie: (whispers to Cate) Shh!

          Hermione: We didn’t see you last year.

          Cleo: Well, we had a really bad –

          Cassie: – disease!

          Ron: For a full year?

          Cleo: Yeah, uh African sleeping sickness.

          Cassie: We caught it on holiday.

          Cleo: Highly contagious ... it was horrible and we got, uh –

          Cassie: Home schooled!

          Cate: What do you mean? We -  (Cassie quickly clamps a hand over Cate’s mouth)

          Cassie: Yes, she’s still got it, and she’s just getting her memory back.

          Harry: (suspiciously) Oh, well, O.K. I’m Harry, and this is Ron, and Hermione.

          Ginny: (taps Harry on the shoulder) Hi Harrry ....

          Harry: Uh, hi Ginny. This is Ron’s sister, Ginny. (Ginny giggles)

          (Nearly Headless Nick glides in from backstage)

          Nick: So nice to see you again, Harry.

          Harry: Nearly Headless Nick! Hi!

          Cleo: Oh my goodness!

          Cate: Is he what - what I think he is?

          Hermione: His name is Sir Nicolas de Mimsy-Porp –

          Cassie: Nearly Headless? How can you be nearly headless?

          Nick: (unwraps scarf around neck.) Like ... this. (Head rolls to the side.)

          Catie: EEEEEEE!

          Cleo: Oh my goodness!

          Ginny: I hate when he does that!

          Nick: (rights head and ties scarf again as he speaks.) Well, I’ll be on my way. Peeves
          the Poltergeist is trying to overflow the toilets in the boy’s dormitory again. Goodbye!

          Ron: Bye!

          Cate: He was, was, was -

          Cassie: (nudging Cate) A very pleasant fellow.

          Cate: -was, was, was-

          Cleo: Oh my goodness.

          (Enter Professor McGonagall, rushing through and clapping her hands)

          McGonagall: Students, let us prepare for the feast, students! (exits)

          Ron: Well, we have to get ready for the First Day Feast. I guess we’ll see you around?

          Cassie: I guess.

          Cleo: Bye. (Drags a confused Cate with her to stage left.)

          Hermione: That was awkward.

          Harry: I have a feeling they’re up to something. But we’ll worry about that later. Punch, anyone?

          (All take drinks of punch. Enter Hagrid.)

          Hagrid: ‘Ello, ‘Arry. I’ll be needing some of that punch fur the professors. (Exits)

          (Lavender Brown enters from stage left)

           Lavender: Hey, guys. Like the hair?

           Ron: (sarcastically) Lovely .... Would you like punch? (Holds out a filled cup.)

           Lavender: Why, thank you. (Takes punch and drinks.)

           Hermione: You’d better get that out before the First Day Feast.  McGonagall will have a fit.

          Lavender: You’re probably right. (Taps head with wand and whispers a spell.) What!?
          What!? Ah!!

          Ginny: It won’t come out?

          Lavender: I died my hair green to show Draco how good my magic was and now I can’t
          get it out!

          Harry: Why not?

          Lavender: How would I know?

          Harry: Here, let me try. (Harry waves his wand confidently) Chromatium Transmorum!

          Lavender: (looking at her hair) Oh, I’m doomed!

          Harry: (looking at his wand.) I don’t understand.

          McGongall: (entering again in a rush) Why do I see so many idle students and no
          decorations. This won’t do.

          Ginny: Lavender’s hair won’t de-green!

          McGonagall: Lavender, change that hair immediately!

          Lavender: But I can’t, Professor. My magic won’t work!

          McGonagall: Won’t work? Whatever do you mean, girl?

          Lavender: I can’t do any spells.

          Harry: Professor McGonagall, my magic’s not working either.

          McGonagall: This won’t do at all! I need Madame Pomfrey!

          Ron: I need more punch!

          McGonagall: Madame Pomfrey! What an inopportune time for a catastrophe. Madame
          Pomfrey!

          Lavender: I’ll be the laughingstock of the entire school!

          Mme. Pomfrey: (enters) Yes, yes, did somebody call? Is everything alright? Lavender!
          Your hair!

         Lavender: (Almost in tears) I died my hair green for a dare and it won’t come out!

          Mme. Pomfrey: Did you try using magic?

          Lavender: How else would you do it?

          Pomfrey: Perhaps your wand is broken?

          Lavender: Everything seems fine.

          Pomfrey: Well, don’t you worry now. (Waves wand and repeats a spell several times)
          You’re right! It’s not working!

          McGonagall: I better fetch Headmaster Dumbledore. (Exits stage left, wringing hands)

          Hermione: I’m awfully sorry, Lavender. Maybe I can help. I just read about an excellent
          counter spell for all occasions. The anti-reversal-undo-charm. Incantation or dire curse,
          this ill placed spell I now reverse. Tresses verdante cascade down, now will turn to
          softest brown. (Waves wand and recites the spell again.) Ohh noo!! It doesn’t work!!
          Auggh! My books, I need my books!

          Ron: Calm down, it’s not a big deal. Remember when my wand was broken? Consider
          yourself lucky – I was burping slugs for days!

          Harry: When there’s a spell Hermione can’t do, there’s got to be something horribly
          wrong.

          (McGonagall re-enters with Dumbledore from stage left with Hagrid following.)

          Dumbledore: What seems to be the problem here?

          Ginny: The magic is gone – Lavender Brown is green!

          Dumbledore: So I see.

          (As Dumbledore considers this, Draco enters from stage right.)

          Draco: Why, it’s a pleasure seeing you here, Professor Dumbledore, sir. Harry. Are you
          having any trouble with, oh, your magic?

          Harry: No – not that you should care.

          Draco: Looks like some people haven’t been studying.

          Dumbledore: Now, now, we’re having a bit of a problem
          and there’s no need to blame anybody of anything. So you
          say that no spells work? None?

          Harry: None that I can think of.

          Draco: The famous Harry Potter, at a loss for spells?

          Ron: At least he had spells to start with, Draco.

          Draco: Not like you, eh slug boy?

          Dumbledore: Enough! Now, first things first. Madame
          Pomfrey, let us get Lavender to the infirmary while the rest of us sort this out.

          (Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny are standing in the center of the stage.
          Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, and Madame Pomfrey are
          having a silent conversation at the corner of a stage.)

          Hermione: (flipping through a thick book frantically) I just know that the spell to cure
          Lavender's hair is here.

          Ron: (attempts to close Hermione's book but Hermione pulls it away from him) Give it
          up  Hermione. Not even Dumbledore knows what the problem is.

          Harry: (stares at his wand and shakes his head) I just don't understand. (Harry silently
          with his head down walks to the side of the stage. Ginny immediately follows him.)

          Ron: Ginny! Leave him alone! (chases after Ginny)

          Hermione: Aha! You guys! I think I found it! (runs with book to her friends)

          (The group of teachers slowly walk over to the center of the stage while in the middle of
          a conversation)

          Dumbledore: So Madame Pomfrey, any news about poor Lavender?

          Pomfrey: Well... the bad news is that her hear is still green, but... (pulls out a green
          cloak) I found her clothes that match her hair.

          Snape: I think Harry did it!

          McGonagall: Did what?

          Snape: He made a curse on everything! (points at Harry) I just know it.

          Dumbledore: (pulls down Snape's hand) Now Professor Snape, we're not here to rudely
          blame others.

          McGonagall: Besides, Mr. Potter said that he wasn't able to use his wand either.

          Snape: So what? He could have lied, you know.

          Ron: (taps Harry on the shoulder) Hey Harry! I think that they're talking about you.

          Hermione: Oh Ron! Why on Earth would the teachers talk about Harry?

          Ginny: (smiles at Harry) Harry must be more popular than I thought.

          Pomfrey: Honestly Professor Snape, must you constantly accuse Harry for everything?

          Snape: Don't you nurses have anything else to do other than to join others'
          conversations?

          Pomfrey: Well! (turns to McGonagall and Dumbledore) If you'll excuse me. (walks off of
          the stage. Hagrid at that moment walks onto the stage toward the kids.)

          Hagrid: Eh' there folks! What'cha all talkin' bout' ova' here?

          Dumbledore: Professor Snape keeps insisting that Mr. Potter's the cause of the curse in
          this school.

          Hagrid: (faces Snape) Now listen here' Snape... I know as a fact thata' Harry wouldn't
          get em'self into that kinda' trouble.

          Snape: Well, I've got proof of why Harry is the criminal!

          Ginny: CRIMINAL!? (Immediately, Ron covers her mouth with his hand)

          McGonagall: And what exactly is your reason?
          Snape: (faces the audience) Cause he's the only student in this whole school strong
          enough to create that type of powerful curse.

          Dumbledore: Oh that's just ridiculous!

          Snape: Think about it sir. (walks over to Dumbledore) This curse was even powerful
          enough to keep you from doing magic.

          McGonagall: He... he does have a point you know.

          Hagrid: Lies! All lies! Arry' wouldn't do sucha' thing!

          Snape: Well if he didn't then who did?

          Dumbledore: Enough! Enough! I don't know who made this curse, but I shall find out
          soon. (exits off stage)

          McGonagall: Good day gentlemen. (exits off stage)

          Snape: You just wait, Hagrid. I'll prove to this whole school that your little friend is nothing
          but a little monster! (exits stage)

          (Hagrid sighs and shakes his head. He walks off of the stage)

          (Soon, Harry alone walks to the center of the stage)

          Ginny: (following Harry) Is it true, Harry? Did you make the curse?

          Ron: (grabs Ginny by the shoulders) Don't be stupid Ginny. We were with Harry the whole day.

          Harry: Do you think Dumbledore will agree with Snape?

          Hermione: Of course not! Dumbledore is quite far the most intelligent wizard in this world! He
            would never believe that you would do such a thing.

          Harry: Well...who did make the curse?

          Ron: Whoever it was must have been strong.

          Hermione: And evil! Who would do such a thing right before the First Day Feast?

          Ginny: Maybe it was Volde...

          Ron: Ginny!

          Ginny: Oops. Sorry.

          Harry: Who could it have been though? Hmmm... (walks off of stage)

          Ron: Come on Ginny. The feast will be starting soon.

          Ginny: Will Harry be there? (the two walk offstage)

          Hermione: Hey guys! Wait up! (exits stage)

          (Suddenly, Draco silently sneaks onto the stage while giggling)

          Draco: Well what do you know? Not only have I placed myself as the number one
          student, I've also created the end of Potter's glory. But I wonder... how'd my curse put an
          end to Dumbledore's powers? Oh well. I guess I'm even more gifted and talented than I
          thought. With the way things are turning out, who knows what will happen next? Look out
          Hogwarts! Here comes Draco Malfoy, your best of the best! (walks off of stage right
          laughing)

          (Curtains close. Curtains open again a few seconds later.  Cassie and Cleo enter
          stage right)

          Cassie: So, Cleo, have you heard what everyone has been talking about?

          Cleo: Yeah! There’s some type of problem with their magic.

          Cassie: Getting into this school is easier than ever. No one will ever know we’re not
          wizards. Glad I found that Daily Prophet thing in the sidewalk!

          Cleo: Yes, pure luck. Oh, I picked up these sticks we can use as wands. (Hands out
          wands and looks around.) Wait – where’s Cate?

          (Cate runs in stage right.)

          Cate: Hey, guess what!

          Cassie: What?

          Cate: You know that kid that put something in the punch?

          Cleo: The mean one?

          Cate: Yeah! Well, I just saw him talk about a curse he did! What a coincidence, huh?
          The magic’s gone, curses being put...

          Cassie: ...on the punch that everyone drinks!

          Cleo: I should’ve known! “I’ll be the only good student left” is what he said!

          Cassie: He put a spell on the punch to stop everyone’s magic so he would be the best
          student in the school...an obvious plan. Now what?

          Cate: Uh, guys...

          Cleo: Not now, Cate, we’ve got a mystery to solve!

          Cassie: Maybe we should tell that Dumbledore person, I think he’s the headmaster.

          Cate: Uh, guys?

          Cleo: Can’t you see we’re busy? Now, where’s his office?

          Cate: GUYS!

          (Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny storm in from stage L, followed by Nick.)

          Ginny: (points finger at the Muggles and runs towards them) It was YOU! You did
          something to us, I know it!

          Ron: Ginny!

          Harry: Ron, she’s got a good idea going....

          Nick: Let’s not put the blame on anyone. We are facing a crisis and the proper –

          Hermione: If I may interrupt –

          Cate: We did nothing!

          Cassie: She’s right! We know who did it! And how!

          Ron: How could you? You haven’t been at Hogwarts for a whole day!

          Hermione: Listen up! While reading (holds up book) along for a cure for Lavender, I
          found something really interesting... (opens up to a page). See, the Doomspell Curse!
          I should’ve recognized it earlier! It paralyzes the magic of whomever drinks or
          eats the enchanted. Something we ate or drank was jinxed!

          Nick: Ah, yes. An evil and illegal curse.

          Ginny: But who would do that? Someone really mean and nasty and –

          Cassie: Would that person be, uh, what’s his name, Draco Malfoy?

          (Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all gasp.)

          Harry: I knew it! There was something strange about him alright, I didn’t like it at all.

          Ron: (mutters loudly) I swear, callin’ me ragtag, doin’ this spell, when I get my hands on
          that little –

          Cleo: But where is he?

          (Draco enters with a flourish from stage R)

          Draco: Looking for me, anyone?

          ALL: Draco!

          Draco. Ha ha ha. I see my plan has worked quite well! The school is wrapped around my
          little finger!

          Harry: You’ll never get away with this, Draco!

          Draco: Oh, yes, I will. Unless any professors are around, but of course.

          Cate: Like that one —?

          (Cate puts her hand over Cate’s mouth as McGonagall quietly enters behind Draco.)

          Ginny: (Looks at McGonagall and approaches Draco sweetly) Ooh, Draco, that must
          have been such a hard spell. How’d you do it?

          (The groups exchange quizzical looks, but then realize)

          Nick: I always wished I was a Slytherin.

          Ron: (steps forward.) Yes, you’re such a good wizard and all, it was probably easy.

          Draco: Well, after getting all the ingredients out of Snape’s closet, that was pretty hard,
          and of course finding the spell in my grandmother’s outlawed book, and –

          McGonagall: (enters) Stealing? Illegal spells? What’s this I hear, Mr. Malfoy?

          Draco: (Jumps) Nothing, nothing! Aaaugghh!

          Harry: He did the spell, professor.

          McGonagall: I should’ve known. Well, what do you have to say for yourself, Mr. Malfoy?

          Draco: Ag, ab, uh, um...

          McGonagall: Let’s see, a month of detention, fifty points from Slytherin, a meeting with Snape,
            oh, and a few other things.... (Drags Draco off stage R)

          Harry: Glad he’s gone!

          Ginny: Now what?

          Hermione: The counter spell, I found it just now. Everyone, stand together, wands too,
          please, and recite this passage. (Lays book on table as everyone arranges
          themselves around the table with wands crossed)

          ALL:     The magic was gone, it was real bad.
              Make it come back so we’ll all be glad.
              Quayaleem, Ajeem, Ateem,
              Magic come, end this bad dream!

          (Curtains close. Curtains open again a few seconds later. Cate, Cassie, and Cleo are
          walking on a dark stage.)

          Cassie: Well, Hogwarts is back to normal again.

          Cleo: That poor Lavender. I’m glad she’s back to normal, too.

          Cate: It’s really dark in here... what’s that wizard spell for light?

          Cassie: I don’t remember. Oh, yeah... LUMOS!

          (Everybody’s wand lights up They shine it in one person’s face and then to the other.
          Finally, they put it on their own.)

          Cleo: Maybe that spell did something to us, too...

          (Curtains close.)
 

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