12 GRIMMAULD PLACE, LIBRARY

Lights come up on a high-ceiling hall at Grimmauld Place, the headquarters for The Tempest. Connected to this darkened corridor, a library. It is well-lit with the orange glow of a crackling fireplace. There are many people, many leaders, in this room and they are deep in conversation — FENRIR GREYBACK, KREACHER and a few elves, a troll, two goblins, a vampire, and the hooded ghost of BELLATRIX LESTRANGE. Suddenly, they stop speaking and look to the corridor. They can hear the creaking sound of a heavy door closing, followed by footsteps. They wait with anticipation.

HARRY enters the hall, looking a little worse for wear. No, a lot worse for wear, but determined. And when he reaches the library, and steps into the firelight, the difference is apparent. HARRY is impressive in a way we haven't seen. He is dressed in darker, blacker robes. He has the smell of power about him. Gone is the drunken disaster from the graveyard. This version of our hero has arrived with a strategy and he looks ready to carry it out.

The ghost of BELLATRIX LESTRANGE looks up at HARRY, slightly breathless, slightly unsure, slightly exultant. HARRY enters the library. No member of The Tempest moves. They are waiting. Everything is waiting.

BELLATRIX (very softly): Harry Potter.

HARRY says nothing as one by one, they genuflect. HARRY moves towards them. GREYBACK stands and approaches HARRY — who is looking around himself, overwhelmed by the devotion that he's seeing.

GREYBACK: We've been waiting.

BELLATRIX: Your followers are ready to be guided, My Lord.

HARRY: Rise.

They return to their previous positions.

I know what you did to Albus. To Teddy.

There's a silence.

No more games. No more manipulation. No more killing. You leave my children out of this.

BELLATRIX: Of course, My Lord.

There's another silence

HARRY: Where is The Augurey?

The leadership of The Tempest look around themselves.

GREYBACK: Elsewhere.

HARRY: Send word. I want her to be there when we strike.

GREYBACK: We're going to war, then?

HARRY (coldly): Yes. We're taking the Ministry.

They nod. Then they address him as a group.

GROUP: My Blood for Blitzfanger.