Quick A/N: There will be a few changes to the script to fit in Astraea and her friends. If you would like to write a 'time travel, future travels to the past' Harry Potter fanfiction, I recommend searching the name of the movie and the word 'script'. For example, 'Harry Potter and the Sorceror's Stone script'. Almost every chapter will be a different scene from each movie. So thirty-four scenes in the first movie, thirty-four chapters for that movie. Enjoy!
Bold = those in the audience are talking
Underline = thoughts/mindlink
Italics, Underline, & Bold = Me, the author
Italics = actions/sounds/scene descriptions in the movie
Normal = character in the movie is speaking
Bold & Italics = actions/sounds in the audience
Bold & Underline = audience thoughts/mindlink
All language translations will be at the end of each set of dialogue. Translations are for readers of the book only, characters do not see translations unless specified in the captions
Nobody's POV:
[It is nighttime in Surrey, we see an owl on the street sign "PRIVET DRIVE" and the camera pans to the street with very identical looking brown bricked houses. The owl flies away and an elderly man with crimson robes and a long silvery white beard named Albus Dumbledore walks out of a forest near the street, past a tabby cat standing next to what looks like a shed. He takes out his deluminator and activates it. Dumbledore zaps all the light out of the lampposts. He puts away the device and a cat meows. Dumbledore looks down at the cat.]
Dumbledore: I should have known that you would be here...Professor McGonagall.
[The cat silently looks at him, and the camera turns towards a wall. The cat's shadow turns into a woman with a tall hat. There are footsteps and Minerva McGonagall is revealed.]
McGonagall: Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Are the rumors true, Albus?
Dumbledore: I'm afraid so, Professor. The good, and the bad.
"What does that mean?" Lily asks, looking at Harry, who stays silent and refuses to make eye contact.
McGonagall: And the boy?
Dumbledore: Hagrid is bringing him.
McGonagall: Do you think it wise to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?
Dumbledore: Ah, Professor, I would trust Hagrid with my life.
"Just not our secrets!" Astraea and her friends state.
[There is a motor sound, and the two professors look up to see a flying motorcycle coming down from the air. It skids on the street and halts. A large man with shoulder length black hair and beard named Rubeus Hagrid takes off his goggles.]
"Oooo! Can I have one?" Sirius looks between Remus and Lily gleefully.
"No, Sirius," The 'mother hens' of the group state firmly.
"Dumbledore, you trusted a half-giant on a flying motorcycle to properly transport an infant?" Walburga asks indignantly. The old man shrinks away from her upset gaze.
Hagrid: Professor Dumbledore, Sir. Professor McGonagall.
Dumbledore: No problems, I trust, Hagrid?
Hagrid: No, sir. Little tyke fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol. Heh. Try not to wake him. There you go.
[Hagrid hands a baby wrapped in a bundle over to Dumbledore.]
McGonagall: Albus, do you really think it's safe, leaving him with these people? I've watched them all day. They're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are...
Dumbledore: The only family he has.
"What!? What does that mean?!" Lily repeats, only to go ignored once more.
[They stop outside a house which is 4 Privet Drive.]
McGonagall: This boy will be famous. There won't be a child in our world who doesn't know his name.
Dumbledore: Exactly. He's better off growing up away from all that. Until he is ready.
"If anything, the boy would be better off with the Malfoys and their albino peacocks than in the hands of the Dursleys! Petunia absolutely hates magic!" James remarks, to the shock of the Slytherins in the room.
[Dumbledore places the baby on the ground slowly. Hagrid sniffles, he is sobbing a little. He clears his throat.]
Dumbledore: There, there, Hagrid. It's not really goodbye, after all.
[Hagrid nods. Dumbledore takes a letter and places it on the baby, who is now at the foot of the door.]
Dumbledore: Good luck...Harry Potter.
[The baby has a lightning-bolt shaped scar on his forehead. The camera slowly zooms towards the scar which glows brightly and it immediately flashes, transitioning to a stormy cloud sky. The film's title in metallic gold zooms out around the camera, and lightning flashes to brighten it up. Then, the lightning flashes engulf the screen, transitioning it to the present time.]
"What the fuck?! Ow! Moony, what was that for?" A solid smack is heard as Remus hits Sirius over the head.
"You know exactly what, Sirius. Quit behaving like a toddler and sit your ass back down," Remus swears to the shock of his friends.
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The Wheels of Fate Are Always Turning (Marauders Era x Golden Trio Era)
Fanfiction"We are from the future. My name is Astraea Grindelwald, yes, like Gellert. He is my grandfather. I'm a Slytherin at the Hogwarts in the future. Or at least, when it wasn't in ruins. We are here today in an attempt to change the future, in multiple...
