WARPS- Braveheart, DE style

[wormtails_a_water_goblet]

Hi there, Kerry here.  This will be a 2-part post.  This scene is the 
big speech scene before the main battle in Braveheart.  In part one, 
this post, the point of view is from the DE side.  The second post, 
which will be up soon, will be from the side of the Order.  Hope you 
enjoy!



(Battlefield at Hogwarts.  The DE, with supporters, and Dumbledore's 
Army stand prepared on opposite sides of the Grounds.)


Bellatrix: Well, what news?

Wormtail: We're outnumbered, at least 3 to 1.

Bellatrix: How many house elves, then?

Wormtail: 300, maybe more.

Bellatrix: 300 house elves?

Malfoy Sr.: We must try to negotiate.

Bellatrix: Who's in command?  Did he have a scarlet and gold robe?

Wormtail: Aye, he did.

Kreature: We can still negotiate.

Crabbe Jr.: What are they talking about?

Draco: I can't hear, but it doesn't look good.  The DE will 
negotiate.  If they do a deal, then we fly home.  And if not, we 
charge the castle.

Bellatrix: 300 house elves; we have no chance.


(The heavy broomstick calvary of Dumbledore's Army appear over the 
castle and every DE supporter becomes scared.)


Crabbe Jr.: I didn't come here to fight so they can keep Hogwarts;
Then I have to go back to classes.

Draco: Nor me.  Alright lads.  I'm not dying for these mudblood-
lovers!  Let's go home.


(The two boys turn and start to leave the grounds and several others

join them.)


Malfoy Sr.: (In desperation)  Stop you.  Do not flee.  Wait until

we've negotiated.


(Voldemort and some DE into the scene. Voldemort's face is painted 
solid green, except for a yellow lightening bolt on his forehead.

Crabbe Jr.: The Dark Lord?

Draco: Can't be.  Not tall enough.


(Voldemort and his men ride up to the other DE.)


Malfoy Sr.: The Dark Lord says this must be a fashionable fight.  It's
drawn the finest people.

Bellatrix (To Voldemort): Where is thy salute?

Voldemort: For presenting yourselves on this battlefield, I give you
thanks.  Had you not shown up, like Karkaroff, I would have killed 
you!

Malfoy Sr.: This is our army.  To join it you give homage, and save 
my own skin.

Voldemort: And if this is your army, why does it go?

Draco: We didn't come here to fight for them.

Crabbe Jr.: Home.  Dumbledore's Army are too many.

Voldemort: Sons of Pure Bloods, I am Lord Voldemort.

Crabbe Jr.: The Dark Lord is 7 feet tall.

Voldemort: Yes, I've heard.  He kills men by the hundreds, and if he 
were here he'd consume the Mudbloods with fireballs from his eyes and 
bolts of lightning from his arse.  I am Lord Voldemort, and I see a 
whole army of my followers here in defiance of Dumbledore.  You have 
come to fight as free men, and lucky for you, for I would have cursed 
you otherwise.  What will you do with that freedom? Will you fight?

Draco: Fight against that? No, we will run, and we will live.

Voldemort: Aye, fight and you may die, run and you'll live.  At least 
a while, except for me because I can't die (wry smile). And dying in 
your beds many years from now, would you be willing to trade all the 
days from this day to that for one chance, just one
chance to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take
your lives, but they'll never take the Dark Lord's life?!  cadere 
ascensio aeternus! (Voldemort forever!)

(The DE whisper to themselves "He's lost it")