Disclaimer: This story might not be 100% accurate, as I recalled all of the events by memory, please enjoy anyway.
Tom riddle.
I look around at my classmates, they were all on edge, even the pure bloods, they didn't need to worry, it's the mud bloods that are the target, after class I would go down to visit the basilisk, give it another task, possibly.
I walked through the corridors silently, there is no point in talking to anybody, everyone was terrified and I would just make myself seem suspicious. As I approached the girls bathroom where the entrance to the chamber was I heard some footsteps nearby, I didn't care too much, it wasn't important but as I went into the bathroom and began speaking in parseltongue towards the sink I hear a familiar voice behind me...
"What are you doing?"
I spin around to see Myrtle behind me
"Why are you speaking in parseltongue to a sink?"
"Thats none of your concern" I reply
"I want to know"
I frown, I couldn't go into the chamber, she would follow me, I walk out and wait until I hear a stall door close, I go into the chamber silently, tell the basilisk that she is the next target and I meet it in the bathroom.
As Myrtle opens the stall door everything is silent for a moment, she knows what's going to happen, with the last of her energy, she screams and collapses dead on the floor, I smugly walk out of the bathroom and go back to the commonroom, anyone else would feel bad about killing Myrtle but I couldn't care less about her, or anyone else in this godforsaken school
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