Marauders-era Characters Watch Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets

[Harry and Ron stand before Professor Dumbledore in his office, with Fawkes on his perch, and the sword and Sorting Hat resting on the desk.]

Professor Dumbledore: You both realize, of course, that in the past few hours, you have broken, perhaps, a dozen school rules.

Harry and Ron: Yes, sir.

Professor Dumbledore: And there is sufficient evidence to have you both expelled.

Harry and Ron: Yes, sir.

Professor Dumbledore: Therefore, it is only fitting... [Harry and Ron look up] that you both receive special awards for services to the school. [Harry and Ron look at each other with smiles, then back at Dumbledore again]

Regulus frowned. "What a weird way to put it."

Ron: Thanks, sir.

Professor Dumbledore: [smiles at the boys, then stands up while handing some papers to Ron] And now, Mr. Weasley, if you would, have an owl deliver these release papers to Azkaban. I believe we... we want our gamekeeper back. [turns to Harry as Ron leaves the room] Harry... first, I want to thank you, Harry. You must've shown me real loyalty down in the Chamber. Nothing but that could've called Fawkes to you. And, second... I sense something is troubling you. Am I right, Harry?

Harry: You see, sir. I couldn't help but notice certain things... certain... certain similarities between... Tom Riddle and me.

Professor Dumbledore: I see. Well, you can speak Parseltongue, Harry. Why? Because, Lord Voldemort can speak Parseltongue. If I'm not mistaken, Harry, he transferred some of his powers to you the night he gave you that scar.

Everyone gaped.

"What?" Lily managed. 

"Did...anything else transfer?" Remus questioned incredulously. 

"Maybe that's why he was almost a Slytherin!" Sirius stated.

"You idiot. Harry has already shown why he was almost a Slytherin. He's been cunning and ambitious." Regulus rolled his eyes.

Harry: [amazed] Voldemort transferred some of his powers... to me?

Professor Dumbledore: Uh-huh. Not intentionally. But yes.

Harry: [as Dumbledore returns to his seat behind the desk] So, the Sorting Hat was right; I should be in Slytherin.

Professor Dumbledore: It's true, Harry. You possess many of the qualities that Voldemort himself prizes: Determination, resourcefulness, and if I may so, a certain disregard for the rules. Why then, did the Sorting Hat place you in Gryffindor?

Harry: [glancing at the Sorting Hat] Because I asked it to.

Professor Dumbledore: Exactly, Harry, exactly. Which makes you different from Voldemort. It is not our abilities that show what we truly are, it is our choices. If you want proof why you belong in Gryffindor, then I suggest you look more closely [picks up the sword] at this. [Harry takes the sword by the blade with his left hand, and its hilt with his right] Be careful.

Regulus worked his jaw. "Is he implying that Slytherin is full of bad people? That it's a bad house? What a joke."

Harry: [examines the sword and sees the name "Godric Gryffindor" on the Basilisk venom-coated blade] Godric Gryffindor.

Professor Dumbledore: Ah. It would take a true Gryffindor to pull that out of the hat. [Harry looks at Dumbledore]

[The door to the office opens, Dumbledore glances past Harry, who turns around; Lucius Malfoy steps in to the office, standing behind him is Dobby.]

Harry: Dobby! So this is your master. The family you serve is the Malfoys. 

Dobby: [nervously looking at Harry] Mm-hmm. [fearfully glances up at Lucius]

Lucius: [through clenched teeth] I'll deal with you later. [Dobby cowers and whimpers; Lucius pulls out his walking stick and walks toward Dumbledore's desk, followed by Dobby; as he walks up the steps, he coldly uses the stick to push Harry aside] Out of my way, Potter. So... it's true. You have returned.

Sirius glared at the screen. "You seem so happy."

Professor Dumbledore: When the governors learned that Arthur Weasley's daughter was taken into the Chamber, they saw fit to summon me back.

Lucius: [angrily] Ridiculous!

"Peeeerfeeectly reasonable." Peter sang.

Dumbledore: Curiously, Lucius, several of them were under the impression that you would curse their families if they did not agree to suspend me in the first place.

All eyes turned towards Narcissa, who sat there quietly.

Lucius: How dare you? 

Dumbledore: I beg your pardon?

Lucius: My sole concern has always been and will always be the welfare of this school...and of course, it's students.

Narcissa nodded approvingly.

Lucius: The culprit has been identified, I presume? 

Dumbledore: Oh, yes. 

Lucius: And? Who was it?

Dumbledore: Voldemort.

"Damn."

Lucius: Ah.

Dumbledore: Only this time he chose to act through someone else...by means of this. 

Lucius: I see. 

Dumbledore: Fortunately, our young Mr. Potter discovered it. One hopes that no more of Lord Voldemort's old school things should find their way into innocent hands. The consequences for the one responsible would be....severe. 

Sirius smiled. "Lock him up in Azkaban!" Remus rolled his eyes.

"You can't lock someone up in Azkaban without evidence."

Lucius: Well, let us hope that Mr. Potter will always be around to save the day. 

Harry: Don't worry. I will be. 

Lucius: Dumbledore. Come, Dobby. We're leaving. [He kicks Dobby down the stairs.]

"Why," Regulus began. "was that even necessary?"

[Lucius then hit him with his cane.]

Harry: Sir, I wonder if I could have that? [Harry chased after Lucius.] Mr. Malfoy! Mr. Malfoy! I have something of yours. 

Lucius: Mine? I don't know what you're talking about. 

Harry: Oh, I think you do sir. I think you slipped the diary into Ginny Weasley's cauldron that day at Diagon Alley.

Lucius: You do, do you? [Lucius handed Dobby the diary.] Why don't you prove it? Come, Dobby.

Harry: Open it. [There was a sock in-between the pages.]

"Dobby's free!" James cheered. A lot of cheers came from across the room, and even Regulus smiled.

"You can't just take away a wizard's house elf..." Bellatrix mumbled. She was about to state her opinion when Narcissa put a hand on her shoulder.

"No, not right now." She whispered.

Lucius: Dobby?

Dobby: Master has given Dobby a sock.

Lucius: What? I didn't give--

Dobby: Master has presented Dobby with clothes. Dobby is free. 

Lucius: You lost me my servant! [Lucius took his wand out of his cane.]

"Assaulting a child now." Narcissa said, with a faux cheerfulness. "Fan...tastic."

Dobby: You shall not harm Harry Potter. 

Lucius: Vera- [Dobby sent a blast of elf magic towards Lucius.]

"Yeah!" Regulus cheered. "Go Dobby!" He turned towards Narcissa. "No offense."

Lucius: Your parents were meddlesome fools too. Mark my words Potter. One day soon...you are going to meet the same sticky end.

"Oh, piss off." Remus frowned.

[Lucius walked away.]

Dobby: Harry Potter freed Dobby. How can Dobby ever repay him? 

Harry: Just promise me something. 

Dobby: Anything sir. 

Harry: Never try to save my life again.

[It is the end of year feast; Nearly Headless Nick, now revitalized, floats along the row between the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables in the Great Hall.]

Female Student: Welcome back, Sir Nicholas!

Nearly Headless Nick: Thank you.

Another Female Student: Good evening, Sir Nicholas.

Nearly Headless Nick: Good evening.

Male Student: Good to see you, Sir Nicholas.

Nearly Headless Nick: Thank you. [glancing at another pair of students] Hello. [reaching the doors to the Great Hall, he passes Filch, who is just happy to have Mrs. Norris back, and Hermione walks in as he turns toward her] Hermione! Welcome back.

"Hermione!" Lily shrieked.

"Yay!" James cheered.

"What a happy ending!" Alice smiled.

"Until next movie." Bellatrix said ominously.

Hermione: Thanks, Sir Nicholas. [Nearly Headless Nick floats away as Hermione glances at the Gryffindor table]

Neville: Harry! It's Hermione! [All three people in the trio grin at each other as Hermione runs towards them. She ran into Harry's arms first, enveloping him in a hug.]

"Ten bucks he ends up with Hermione." Sirius declared.

"Ten bucks he ends up with Ginny." James countered. They shook hands.

[Hermione turns to hug Ron, but settles for shaking hands.]

Ron: Uhh... welcome back, Hermione. 

Hermione: It's good to be back. Congratulations. I can't believe you solved it.

"They wouldn't have been able to do it without your information!" Lily shouted at the screen.

Harry: Well, we had loads of help from you. We couldn't have done it without you. 

Hermione: Thanks. 

McGonagall: Could I have your attention please? 

Dumbledore: Before we begin the feast, let us have a round of applause for Professor Sprout, Madam Pomfrey, whose Mandrake juice has been so successfully administered to all who had been Petrified. [Hogwarts applauded.]

The room exploded into applause and cheers.

Dumbledore: Also, in light of recent events, as a school treat, all exams have been canceled. [Another applause from Hogwarts.]

The room erupted in cheers and yelling, even greater than the one before it.

Hermione: Oh, no. [Dumbledore sits back down, and in walks Hagrid.]

"HAGRID!!"

Hagrid: Sorry I'm late. The owl that delivered my release papers got all lost and confused. Some ruddy bird called Errol. [Ron's eyes widened. Hagrid stops walking when he reaches the trio.]  And I'd just like to say that if it hadn't been for you, Harry...and Ron...and Hermione, of course...I would...I'd still be you-know-where...so I'd just like to day thanks.

Sirius grimaced. "Imagine going to Azkaban for a crime you know you didn't commit."

[Harry got up and faced Hagrid.]

Harry: There's no Hogwarts without you, Hagrid. [Harry hugged him. Dumbledore stood up and clapped. Everyone followed suit and began cheering. The camera panned out from Hagrid getting applauded to outside the castle. Credits start to roll.]

Alice wiped tears from her eyes. "Oh, Merlin. I got teary."

[After the credits, a new book by Gilderoy Lockhart titled "Who Am I?" is shown in the window of Flourish and Blotts; on its cover is Lockhart wearing a straitjacket and a sling on his right arm and mumbling.]

"I would feel bad for him, but he was quite an asshole. That's karma for all the people he obliviated." Remus stated. Frank nodded in agreement.

"I don't even know what to say about that movie." Lily spoke.

"I went through a ride of emotions; sadness, anger, happiness." Regulus voiced.

"Perhaps Harry is more like his mother than father." Severus said, instead of talking about the movie.

"Y'know what, if that means you'll be less of an asshole to Harry, I'll take it." James laughed.

Lily got up from the sofa. "I'll teach one of you how to do this next time, I'm getting sick of it." She walked towards the TV screen, and removed the CD. Lily put it back in its case, and stacked it on top of Sorcerer's Stone.

"The next one that we will be watching... is Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban."

James put his head in his hand. "Oh, Merlin."