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Harry turned and ran as the Basilisk slithered after him, ignoring me. I pointed my wand at Tom again.
"Ex-." I started to try and disarm him. He was quicker. He flicked his wand and mine flew out of my hand. He caught it and threw it aside. He reached out and grabbed me before I could run, holding me back. It felt weird. He wasn't really solid yet, but he was about to touch me. It was like having ice locked around my shoulders. I struggled against him but it was no use; he had me trapped.
"HARRY! DON'T LIKE IN ITS EYES!" I screamed a reminder. Suddenly Fawkes swooped down and tore at the basilisk's eyes.
"NEVER MIND!" Fawkes flew away as Harry kept running away from the now blind basilisk.
"Fool! You think you're safe?! I can still hear you!" Tom yelled. I struggled against Tom some more. He threw me to the stone hard floor. I groaned at the pain of the impact and then rolled over to face him. He pointed Harry's wand at me. Fawkes swooped down and snatched the wand, dropping it to the floor a couple feet away. I kicked at Tom and knocked him to the ground. Harry ran back to us. He ran over to Ginny and looked worriedly down at her.
"Yes. The process is nearly complete. In a few minutes, Ginny Weasley will be dead and I will cease to be a memory. Lord Voldemort will return! Very much… alive!" Tom said, climbing to his feet. Suddenly the Basilisk shot out of the tunnel at Harry. He was trapped between the basilisk and the statue. He started climbing up the statue. Something glittered in the corner of my eye. I turned towards the sorting hat. The silver hilt of a sword glittered in the hat. I crawled towards it, unnoticed by Tom. I snatched it and pulled it out of the hat. I ran towards the statue. I tried jump over the Basilisk's tail right as it moved. It tripped me and I fell to the floor. The sword clattered to the ground. The basilisk turned towards me, hissing. Harry started climbing down. He got to me and grabbed the sword as the basilisk moved to strike. Faster than I saw, he was in between me and the basilisk, the sword stabbed through the roof of the basilisk's mouth. It hissed madly and thrashed. It stuck a fang into Harry's arm. Then it flopped to the ground and died. Harry saw the blood dripping off his robe sleeve. He looked at me. We exchanged 'oh crap' looks. He yanked the fang out and crawled towards Ginny. I joined him on the other side of Ginny's unconscious form.
"Remarkable, isn't it? How quickly the venom of the Basilisk penetrates the body? If you have any final words, Potter, you'd best speak them now. I'd guess you have little more than a minute to live. So ends the famous Harry Potter. On his knees in the Chamber of Secrets. Defeated at last by the Dark Lord he so unwisely challenged. You'll be back with your dear Mudblood mother soon, Harry. Funny, isn't it? The damage a silly little book can do. Especially in the hands of a silly little girl." As Tom monologued, Harry took the diary and the basilisk fang in his hands.
"What are you doing? NO!" Tom yelled. Harry stabbed the diary with the fang. Black ink spurted from the pages. Tom shrieked in pain. Pieces of him began fading away.
"Harry, let me." I said. I took the fang and the diary and stabbed it with all the strength I had. Tom shrieked again and then disappeared all together. Ginny started stirring. She weakly sat up.
"Harry? It was me! But I swear I didn't mean to! Riddle made me! He wrote to me… took me over… I didn't even know whose diary it was! I found it inside my cauldron, the day we all went to Diagon Ally… Harry, you're hurt!" She gasped. The three of us looked at the wound on his arm.
"Ginny. You need to get yourself out. Follow the chamber. You'll find Ron. Elizabeth, go with her." Harry ordered. Neither one of us moved. Fawkes flew down and walked over to Harry's arm.
"You were brilliant, Fawkes… I just… wasn't quick enough." Harry told him. Tears fell from Fawkes' eyes and onto his wound. Almost instantly, the wound began to heal itself.
"Of course… Phoenix tears have healing powers." He mused. He looked over at Ginny and I.
"It's all right. It's over. It's just a memory."