Harry tapped the butcher knife against the stair. He had to find a way to tell people about the basilisk.

Thing was, he couldn't think of a way. He sighed and looked out of the window. Maybe he could listen to Lockhart and call upon the power of the fangirls.

'Just who should I ask for help?' He mentally asked. 'And how should I do it?'

I can take care of that, Harry. Alice said from the mirror across the hall. I can alter someone's dreams; just make it someone that is really good a divination or something.

Harry nodded slowly before walking off.

* * Two Months Later * *

Maria White tossed and turned as a nightmare wrapped her mind.

* * Nightmare * *

The dark haired girl was walking through a mirrored hall. She could tell, for some reason, that she was still in Hogwarts. Horror was evident on her face as she saw he friends and teachers either frozen in stone or bitten clean through.

A large faded emerald green snake skin, easily 25 meters long and 2 meters thick, blocked her path.

"Oh my god." She thought. Movement out of the corner of her eye caused her to look and be caught in the gaze of the King of Serpents. A feminine black clad figure sat on its head like royalty. A hood was down so all Maria saw was a pale skinned smirk before she woke up screaming.

The girl reached for her dream journal. This one, like all of the others that she had, was a vision. She didn't know if it was going to be true or not but her track record of correct visions made her scared.

"A basilisk?!" She muttered. "Oh my god."

* * Later * *

Professor Flitwick looked at the girl in front of him. "Are you sure the figure was female?"

"Yes, I am." Maria replied.

"And that it was a basilisk?"

"I don't know of any other snakes that large, sir."

"I will inform the staff." Flitwick said.

"Please do something about it, sir." Maria pleaded. "I don't think Harry is doing this."

"Only a parslemouth could control something like that." Flitwick said.

"I know that, but I doubt he would target muggleborns specifically." Maria said. "If it were him, I think he would be going after those he thought were threats."

"I agree." He said to the girl's surprise. "I also think that it would take a lot for Harry to be that callous."

"You really think we know him all that well, sir?" Maria said as she left, leaving the small professor to his thoughts.

* * Later * *

As Flitwick thought, most of the professors had dismissed the theory out of hand. The ones that didn't surprised him.

Snape, who rarely agreed with anyone, admitted that it could be possible that indirect eye contact with a Basilisk could result in petrification instead of death.

McGonagall, who didn't believe in divination in the slightest, commented that it did seem like the attacks of 50 years ago. She also said that she hoped it would end in a death again.

"Wasn't Myrtle the one who died?" She asked. "Can't we ask her?"

McGonagall paused. Why hadn't they done that 50 years ago?

"I suppose we could." Dumbledore said uncertainly.

* * Later * *

It had been decided that they would question Myrtle that Saturday, but fate conspired against them with the third attack and all plans of inquiry forgotten.

* * Harry * *

Harry was in shock. Two more had been petrified. This time it had been personal. Hermione was now lying, frozen in time, in the Hospital Wing.

Harry had managed to pull in a favor from Pomphrey to see Hermione. The young teen held a single piece of paper. Harry managed to look at the single word written on it.

Pipes

Harry froze as everything fell into place. He had being hearing things in the walls of Hogwarts. He frowned. He couldn't think of a place where the entrance would be.

* * Later * *

The boy ran towards the second floor girl's bathroom. The first attack had been there, so it would be logical that the monster's entrance would be near there.

He slipped on water. He saw his reflection in the water. It was like a mirror. His mind went blank. "A reflection…" He said. "Mrs. Norris saw the snake's reflection, Justin saw it through Nearly Headless Nick, Hermione and Cho saw it in a mirror…" He grabbed his hair. "What do I do?"

He looked through the doorway. He heard crying.

He walked through to talk with Slytherin's monster's last kill.

* * Later * *

Harry ran up the halls. He needed to talk to someone before running headlong into danger.

* * Later * *

Harry stared at the man. He couldn't believe how much of a fraud the man was. "How about this, you get all of the glory for finding the Chamber of Secrets, figuring out the fact that it was a Basilisk. You also knew that only a Parselmouth could stop it so you called on me."

Lockhart nodded.

"I'll even give you credit for saving the day." Harry said.

"How do I know you're telling the truth?" Lockhart said. He may have been a Ravenclaw but he hadn't gotten to where he was without a decent dose of paranoia.

"You know I hate fame, Lockhart." Harry said. "You know I want to be left alone."

"True…" The blonde said. "I get full credit for everything?"

Harry nodded.

"What do you want in return?"

"Some of the Basilisk."

Lockhart thought for a moment. "No more than 10% of it.

"Fine." Harry said.

They heard a scream.

The pair ran out of the office.

* * Later * *

Harry stared the words.

Her bones will lie in the chamber forever.

He wondered who the she was. It didn't matter. Not only would they destroy the beast, but also whoever was behind it.

Major time skip, Harry never finds Riddle's diary, he doesn't know it is Ginny in the Chamber, he doesn't know it is Riddle behind it.

He didn't know it was Riddle in the book either.

Point. Head canon states the Lockhart is not just an air headed egotist.

Our Lockhart is truly intelligent, somewhat powerful and an glory hound. If offered things that strike his interest, like being able to claim he actually helped, he will agree.

What Lockhart doesn't know is that Harry will be taking the choice bits from the Basilisk.

The spinal cord and some of the hide.

Yes we're sticking with the whip idea.

So, next Chapter is the Chamber of Secrets.

Lockhart gets the glory, but not the girl.

Ew… Just ew.

Yes, kiddies, we do not ship anyone under the age of 13 with anyone over the age of 20…

What about Harry and the Red Queen?

That is sexual harassment.

Ah.

Anything else?

Nope. Not that I can think of.

Oh yeah, we are getting sucked into the My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic fandom.

So you'll probably see one or two references to it.

Doubt it, since it is mostly happy happy joy joy…

The fandom isn't.

Don't remind me. Anyways, TTFN

Ta Ta For Now!