A/N: Snape finding the Basilisk, you never wondered?
Severus Snape wandered into a spare classroom, thinking of various ways he could make the lives of the school's population of Gryffindors extremely not fun.
He quickly realized he'd never been her before. And from all this dust, he thought, no one else has either. All the sudden the floor gave out from beneath him. He found himself in a dank and dark tunnel. But that wasn't what excited him.
There was a basilisk corpse. "Ahh, the fabled Chamber of Secrets." Potter was telling the truth?
His inner potions master took over. There were so many complicated and rare potions requiring basilisk attributes, teeth, poison, skin. He'd torture some Gryffindors by making them make said complicated potions, except he didn't want such rare ingredients wasted. Hmm, perhaps I can make some of them test the potions.
Smirking, he was visibly cheered by the thought. He sent the basilisk corpse to the dungeon, accioed a broom and flew up into the class room. He headed to the dungeons, his cape sweeping. He had Gryffindors to torture, potions to brew, etc.
Drabble, how I do enjoy writing thee.