A/n note: I would like to apoligize for the shortness of this chapter. I wrote this on the way home, and decided to upload it. The next chapter will be longer as it contains more dailogue, so you could see this as a kind of interlude hehe, I'll try to upload the next chapter before the end of next week.
Aurea arrived at the girls bathroom on the second floor in hurried panic. She immediately rushed to the sink and turned the water on. She filled her hands up with said water, as she tried to even out her breathing, and splashed it in her face. Tired blue eyes met her as she looked in the mirror. A red hue could still be seen, although faintly, and dark circles accompanied her eyes.
Dreams of the other place had followed her to Hogwarts, and it seems that they were not easily shaken off. Suddenly the hair on the back of her neck, stood up as she heard a sudden noise that was not common around here. Her ears sharpened, as she by instinct tried to figure out the location of the noise, and it's nature. She sniffed the air around her, when her eyes widened. Her blue eyes met the beasts yellow eyes, and slowly she turned around. Her breath picked up and before she knew it all she saw was black, and all she could feel was a faint pain in her left leg.
Tom Riddle always had a plan, He surrounded himself by loyal and useful followers, and always held his perfect image. Everything he did was calculated and well though to, and almost always held a purpose. So when he received the news that the half-blood he had spoken to had gone missing, He wasn't a happy man. It seems that because he was the last one to be seen publicly speaking to her, most of the Gryffindor's seemed to blame him for it, and the rest seemed keen to follow them.
This had hurt his perfect image as a model student and he could not let this continue, just because of some silly rumours the students could come up with. There must be a logical reason, for the disappearance of the Hufflepuff. She hadn't left Hogwarts after her visit to the headmaster, otherwise Dumbledore wouldn't have looked this suspicious at him. The old coot was smart, even if he hated to admit it, so there was only one reason left so far. The basilisk. After all the classroom the girl had went to, had been near the opening to the chambers, and he knew the basilisk had went out to hunt.
But if it was the Basilisk why had she gone after a half-blood when he had ordered her to attack the mudbloods. But more important, why wasn't there a body. Petrified or dead, there should have been a body. The facts just weren't adding up, and thus this lead to Tom Riddle standing in front of the girls bathroom, whispering in Parselmouth as the opening to the Chamber of secrets opened. He would figure this out, if not for his image then for his curiosity that the incident had awakened in him.