17 INT. LEAKY CAULDRON - HALLWAY/ROOM ELEVEN - MORNING
A YOUNG WITCH in maid's robes pushes a cart down the
hall. Harry exits his room as the witch KNOCKS on a
door.
YOUNG WITCH：Housekeeping.
As she opens the door, she's greeted by a THUNDEROUS ROAR
and a RUSH of WIND.
YOUNG WITCH：(unperturbed)I'll come back later.
Something SMALL and FAST dashes by Harry's feet.
Looking, he spies a rather ragged-looking RAT (SCABBERS),
pursued by a decidedly UGLY ORANGE CAT (CROOKSHANKS).
23 INT. LEAKY CAULDRON - STAIRWAY - MORNING
As Harry moves down the stairs, VOICES come from below.
RON (O.S.)：I'm warning you, Hermione! Keep that bloody beast of yours away from Scabbers or I'll
turn it into a tea cozy.
HERMIONE (O.S.):He's a cat, Ronald! What do you expect? It's in his nature.
As Harry reaches bottom, he finds RON WEASLEY
protectively cradling Scabbers, while HERMIONE GRANDER
does her best to restrain a HISSING Crookshanks.
RON:A cat! Is that what they told you? Looks more like a pig with hair if you ask me.
HERMIONE:That's rich coming from the owner of that smelly old shoe brush.(cooing to the cat)It's
all right, Crookshanks. You just ignore the mean little boy...
Then, sensing another presence in the room, both turn.
HERMIONE/RON:Harry.
A HEADLINE SCREAMS: "GRAND PRIZE WINNER VISITS EGYPT!"
In the accompanying PHOTO, the entire WEASLEY FAMILY
stands before the GREAT PYRAMIDS, waving. Smack in the
middle is Ron, Scabbers perched on his shoulder.
23A INT. LEAKY CAULDRON - MORNING (MOMENTS LATER)
As Ron smoothes the dog-eared clipping onto the table,
Harry studies it. Hermione ignores it, stroking
Crookshanks.
HARRY:Egypt! What's it like?
RON:Brilliant. It's got loads of old stuff. Mummies. Death masks.Tombs --
HERMIONE:You know, the ancient Egyptians of the Nile River delta worshipped the cat goddess Bast.
Ron glares stonily at Hermione, then turns back to Harry.
RON:I also got a new wand.
Just then, a COMMOTION is HEARD. The Weasleys -- PERCY,
FRED, GEORGE, GINNY, ARTHUR, and MOLLY -- arrive en
masse, laden with purchases from Diagon Alley.
GEORGE:Not flashing that clipping about again, are you, Ron?
RON:I haven't shown anyone!
FRED:No, not a soul. Unless you count Tom. The day maid. The night maid. The cook. The bloke that
came to fix the toilet. That wizard from Belgium...
Mrs. Weasley takes Harry's face in her hands, smiles.
if relieved to see him.
MRS. WEASLEY:It's good to see you, Harry.
HARRY:Good to see you too, Mrs. Weasley.
ARTHUR WEASLEY:Harry. I wonder if I might have a word.
HARRY:Of course, Mr. Weasley.
As Mr. Weasley pulls Harry away, the others continue to
hover over the clipping in the b.g.
FRED:George's nose looks positively massive in that photograph.
GINNY:That's your nose, Fred.
FRED:Bloody hell. 'Tis, isn't it?Take after your side of the family, don't I, Mum?
Harry notices Mr. Weasley glance edgily at a FUGITIVE
POSTER tacked to the wall. In it, SIRIUS BLACK glowers
under the words, "Have You Seen This Man?"
ARTHUR WEASLEY:Harry. There are some within the Ministry who would strongly discourage me from
divulging what I'm about to tell you. But I think you need to know the
facts.Because you're in danger. Grave danger.
Harry's eyes drift to the fugitive poster.
HARRY:Has this anything to do with him,sir?
ARTHUR WEASLEY:What do you know of Sirius Black,Harry?
HARRY:That he escaped from Azkaban.That he killed someone...
ARTHUR WEASLEY:Harry, thirteen years ago, when you stopped...
Mr. Weasley hesitates, unable to continue.
HARRY:Voldemort...?
ARTHUR WEASLEY(nodding nervously):Black lost everything. But he remains a loyal servant to this
day. In his mind, only you stand in the way of...
Once again, Mr. Weasley hesitates.
HARRY:Voldemort...?
ARTHUR WEASLEY:Harry, I hate it when you say --
HARRY:I know, sorry. Ron hates it too.
ARTHUR WEASLEY:In Black's mind, only you stand in the way of... You-Know-Who returning to power.
That's why he's broken. That's why he's broken out of Azkaban. To find you. And...
Mr. Weasley hesitates yet again.
HARRY:Kill me?
Mr. Weasley nods. Nervously.
ARTHUR WEASLEY:Harry. I want you to swear that -- whatever you might hear --you won't go looking
for Black.
HARRY:Mr. Weasley, why would I go looking for someone who wants to kill me?
Mr. Weasley nods, then claps Harry on the shoulder.
ARTHUR WEASLEY:Just watch yourself, will you,Harry?
26 EXT. PLATFORM NINE AND THREE QUARTERS - MORNING
As the HOGWARTS EXPRESS BLEATS ITS HORN, we CRANE OVER
the milling horde of students. Parents hurry their
children onboard, tiny siblings wave goodbyes... and Mr.
Weasley dashes through the throng and up to an open train
window.
MRS. WEASLEY:Ron!
She hands Scabbers through the open window to him.
27 INT. HOGWARTS EXPRESS - TRAIN CAR - DAY (MOMENTS LATER)
The aisle teems with students. Harry, Ron and Hermione
work their way down the aisle, looking for an empty
compartment.
HARRY:I didn't mean to blow her up.I just...(troubled by the memory)... lost control.
RON:Brilliant!
HERMIONE:Honestly, Ron, it's not funny.Harry's lucky not to be expelled.
RON:I still think it's brilliant.
SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! A copy of the The Monster Book of
Monsters SCUTTLES CRAB-LIKE down the aisle, pursued by NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM.
HERMIONE：C'mon. Everywhere else is full.
28 INT. TRAIN COMPARTMENT - CONTINUOUS ACTION - DAY
As they slip inside, they find a MAN in SHABBY ROBES
(PROFESSOR LUPIN) slumped against the window, asleep. He
looks ill, exhausted. The trio eye him warily. WHISPER.
RON:Who do you think he is?
HERMIONE:Professor R.J. Lupin.
RON: Do you know everything? How is it she knows everything?
HERMIONE:It's on his suitcase Ronald.
She points. Stamped in peeling letters on a BATTERED
CASE is "Professor R.J. Lupin."
HARRY:Do you think he is really asleep?
HERMIONE:Seems to be.Why?
HARRY:I've got to tell you something.
Hermione and Ron exchange a curious glance, then Ron
rises, slides the door shut, OVER CAMERA, and we --
29 EXT. HOGWARTS EXPRESS - LATE DAY (LATER)
Storm clouds, like dark ghosts, toss SHEETS of RAIN onto
the scarlet engine as it heads north.
30 INT. TRAIN COMPARTMENT - LATE DAY
Ron and Hermione stare at Harry, faces stricken in the
lantern light that now glows in the compartment.
Crookshanks slumbers in his CAGE.
RON：Let me get this straight. Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban to come after you?
HARRY：Yes.
HERMIONE：But they'll catch Black, won't they? I mean... everyone is looking for him.
RON:Sure -- Of course, no one's ever broken out of Azkaban before and he's a murderous raving,
lunatic...
HARRY: Thanks Ron.
Just then, the COMPARTMENT RATTLES. Lanterns flicker.
The train LURCHES, begins to SLOW. Hermione slides down
the seat, pinning Ron against the window. They exchange
an awkward glance, then Hermione carefully slides to the
other end of the seat and glances at her WATCH. Frowns.
HERMIONE:Why're we stopping? We can't be there yet...
Harry rises, slides open the door, peers into the
corridor.
HARRY'S POV -- All along the carriage, HEADS look out
curiously. Then -- the train JERKS -- the car SWAYS --
and the LAMPS running along the ceiling FLICKER and...
32 INT. TRAIN COMPARTMENT - SAME TIME - DUSK
RON:What's going on?
A thin WISP of STEAM escapes Ron's mouth. Harry notices.
HARRY:Dunno... Maybe we've broken down?
HERMIONE:Ouch! Ron, that was my foot!
SQUEAK-SQUEAK-SQUEAK. Ron, a dark silhouette against the
window, wipes a patch of condensation from the window.
RON:There's something moving out there. I think... people are coming aboard.
Suddenly the CAR SWAYS violently... rights itself. The
METAL WINDOW TRIM at Ron's fingertips begins to VIBRATE.
RON:Bloody hell. What's happening?
SSSSST! A soft CRACKLING fills the car and FLAMES
bloom... in the hands of R.J. Lupin. In the SHIVERING
LIGHT, his face looks tired and gray, but his eyes are
alert. Wary.
A HAND -- slimy and scabbed -- a hand of death -- GRIPS
the half-open compartment door, pushes it aside.
REVEALS: a TOWERING, CLOAKED FIGURE, its face hidden
beneath its black hood. CROOKSHANKS' hair rises and as
she HISSES...
WHOOSHHHHH. The folds of the hood TREMBLE. A CHILL,
RATTLING INTAKE OF AIR is heard. The FLAMES in Lupin's
hands SPUTTER. A SOUND SWELLS in Harry's ears. Eerie.
Painful. The sound of a WOMAN SCREAMING. Harry's eyes
roll up, eyelids fluttering.
And then... a SILVERY WHITE LIGHT drifts from his mouth.
The world spins off its axis and Harry falls... glasses
tumbling hard to the ground... then Harry... the muscles
of his jaw twitching. THUNDER CRACKS. LIGHTNING paints
the ICY windows...
With a DESPERATE GASP, Harry opens his eyes. Blinks.
DUSK IS GONE. The windows BLACK. The floor at his spine
is SHAKING GENTLY. The train moving again. His eyes
shift, see a DROP OF WATER, newly unfrozen, running
slowly down the window.
HERMIONE:Harry? Harry, are you all right?
Hermione's troubled face hovers above him. He nods.
Sits up. Ron -- pale, nervous -- extends his hand.
Harry's glasses.
HARRY:Thanks.
Harry slips them on. Discovers the cold sweat glazing
his brow. SNAP! Professor Lupin breaks a ragged
triangle of CHOCOLATE off the SLAB in his hands. Holds
it out.
PROFESSOR LUPIN:Here, eat this.It will help.it's all right,it's chocolate.
HARRY:What was that -- that thing?
PROFESSOR LUPIN: It was an Dementor. One of the guards of Azkaban. It's gone now.It was searching
for Sirius Black. Excuse me,I have little words with the driver.Eat, you'll feel
better.
Harry frowns in confusion.As he leaves, Harry turns to Ron and Hermione.
HARRY:What happened to me?
RON:Well, you sort of went... rigid.We thought maybe you were having a fit or something.
HARRY:And did either of you tow?You know... pass out?
RON:No. I felt... weird. Like I'd never be cheerful again.
Harry turns to Hermione. She shakes her head.
HARRY:But I heard someone was screaming.A woman.
Hermione and Ron glance nervously at each other.
HERMIONE:No one was screaming, Harry.
Harry looks to the window and we PUSH IN ON his
REFLECTION. It becomes a GLIMMERING PUDDLE and...
34 EXT. HOGWARTS CASTLE - NIGHT
SPLASH!... a CARRIAGE WHEEL shatters the glassy surface
as we TILT UP, catch a procession of HORSELESS CARRIAGES,
carrying students toward the glimmering castle.
Gradually, the sweet sound of a CHOIR rises on the air, a
FLASH of LIGHTNING bleaches the night sky
35 EXT./INT. GREAT HALL - NIGHT (LATER)
... the CAMERA as it GLIDES TOWARD the windows of the
Great Hall, TOWARD the CANDLELIT SILHOUETTES glimmering
within, PASSING THROUGH the glass.
At the High Table, Lupin sits with SEVERUS SNAPE, MINERVA
McGONAGALL, RUBEUS HAGRID and ALBUS DUMBLEDORE. We TRACK
ALONG the FACES of the choir, singing to the strains of a
HARPSICHORD, and LAND ON a QUINTET OF TOADS (one of
which -- TREVOR -- belongs to NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM, who
looks on with pride).
ARGUS FILCH, Hogwarts' caretaker, stands grimly to the
side as red-eyed MRS. NORRIS switches her tail at his
feet. As the choir's song concludes, DUMBLEDORE rises,
beaming over the sea of black hats.
DUMBLEDORE:Welcome! Welcome to another year at Hogwarts! I have a few things to say, before we
become befuddled by our excellent feast. I myself am particularly looking forward to
the flaming kiwi cups, which,while somewhat treacherous for those of us with facial
hair...
McGONAGALL clears her throat.
DUMBLEDORE:Mm. Yes. First, I'm pleased to welcome Professor R.J. Lupin, who has kindly consented
to fill the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Good luck to you,Professor.
Amid SCATTERED APPLAUSE, Harry, Ron, Hermione CLAP LOUDLY.
DUMBLEDORE:As some of you may know, Professor Kettleburn, our Care of Magical Creatures teacher
for many years,has decided to retire in order to spend more time with his remaining
limbs. Fortunately, I'm delighted to announce that his place will be filled by none
other than our own Rubeus Hagrid!
Harry, Ron, and Hermione stare at each other --
stunned -- then APPLAUD vigorously. Hagrid turns ruby
red, rises, and nearly topples the staff table, sending
water goblets weaving.
DUMBLEDORE:(turning grave)Finally, on a more disquieting note, Hogwarts -- at the request of the
Ministry of Magic -- will,until further notice, play host to the Dementors of Azkaban.
A MURMUR of apprehension fills the hall. At the
Slytherin table, DRACO MALFOY, flanked by the ever-
present CRABBE and GOYLE, catches Harry's eye, feigns
a dead faint.
DUMBLEDORE:The Dementors will be stationed at the entrances to the grounds. While they are under
strict orders not to enter the castle itself, you will on occasion see them as you go
about your daily activities. Under no circumstances are you to approach them. It is
not in the nature of a Dementor to be forgiving.
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