A/N: thanks, all, for the great response to "if i had a million galleons"! dude, that song is STILL stuck in my head from writing that....okay, this is supposedly taking place in the 2nd book, and the sword of gryffindor is looking back on its time in the chamber of secrets with harry, killling the basilik! (its from the swords POV)!

Disclaimer: I dont own HP or the line from Monty Python and the holy grail (I LOVE THAT!!!!)... i do own METMA (see bottom for details) and a bunch of fics which you should check out *hint hint*!!!!!
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Ahh, it was so good to be free! A thousand years of just waiting for the right wizard to come along sure isn't fun, i'll tell you! When Godric placed the spell upon me----let's just say i was less than pleased. [A/N: like in Keeping the Faith!]

Then, out of nowhere, I fell on his head (damn, that hurt!) and the *fun* began. Ha! More like torture...after a thousand years, you'd think the little kid (who had NO idea which end to even hold me and had NEVER SEEN a sword before!!) would take a couple minutes to polish me. I mean, its only common curtesy. But no, little Dennis the Menace [a/n: dont ask me HOW he knows that if he's from 1000 years ago!!!] just grabs me, messing up my absolutely stunning jeweled handle, and proceeds to run at some mad snake.

A SNAKE, for goodness sakes! I consider myself far above killing common garden snakes. The fact that it was 20 feet tall did little to make me feel better. AAAHH!! SNAKE BLOOD!! GET IT OFF ME! GET IT OFF ME!!!! Snake blood isn't like normal blood....its got some weird gritty texture!! *shudders* Look, I've seen dragon blood, I've seen troll blood, I've even seen unicorn *wipes a tear away hurriedly* blood, but I do not do snake blood!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ugh. And that stupid little kid didn't even wipe the gunk off me! Godric would have taken me to the nearest Speedy Sword ServiceĀ® as soon as he could to get me cleaned. *sighs* Godric was a real gentlemen, he took care of me, cleaned me regularly unlike my new master. *blows nose in Harry's general direction* And now, instead of using me properly to maim and kill, he has me locked up in some cabinet, getting rusty!

You'd almost think.....you'd almost think he doesn't realize what a prize i am. What an amazing, valuable object I am. When you get right down to it...you'd think Potter doesn't even like killing. *shakes head* Imagine that....not liking killing? Methinks I'd better go find a REAL wizard, and quickly too, or I'll be stuck in this cabinet forever!!!!

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A/N: Oh, dear. Poor, bloodthirsty sword. *shakes head* harry just does'nt have that killing spirit....terrible. anyway, to help magical objects like ol' swordy, you can donate 2 sickles to Muggles for Equal Treatment of Magical Articles (METMA)! you'll get a badge, and lots of kewlies e-mail. so help out objects...its a noble cause!!! Now, review, or the snake blood will get on your socks and you'll have to wash em to get that nasty green gritty stuff out of them!!!