"Speak to me, Slytherin, greatest of the Hogwarts four." Voldemort hissed in parseltounge. Harry looked at me in confusion.
"He said, Speak to me, Slyhterin, greatest of the Hogwarts four." We both looked up at the statue. " I should have known that was him." I said mostly to myself. "There's a miniature statue just like this in our common room. Slytherin's gigantic stone face was moving. The mouth opened wider, and wider, making a huge black hole. Something was stirring inside the statue's mouth. Something was slithering up from its depths. "CLOSE YOUR EYES HARRY! WHAT EVERY YOU DO, DON'T OPEN THEM! It'll kill you." We ran, our eyes closed. I tripped and fell hard onto the stone, blood trickled down to my mouth. My nose was definatly broken. There was a loud explosive spitting sound from above me. I heard a body, I assumed it was Harry, Slam into the wall. I waited for fangs to penetrate my flesh. When the strike didn't come, I peeked through my lids. Fawkes was soaring high above the Basilisk's head, the Basilisk was snapping furiously at him with fangs long and think like swords. Fawkes dived his long golden beak sank out sight and a sudden shower of dark blood spattered the floor. The Snake's tail thrashed, narrowly missing Harry. I held my breath as Harry's now opened eye met and locked with the Basilisk. I was about to let out a great sob, when I realized both of the snake's gigantic eyes had been punctured by the phoenix. Blood was streaming to the floor and the snake was spitting in agony. "NO! LEAVE THE BIRD! THE CHILDREN ARE BEHIND YOU! YOU CAN STILL SMELL! KILL THEM!" Riddle was shouting from some unknown location. I silently inched my way over to harry through his shouts.
"It's blinded. We have to advantage now." I whispered as low as possible.
"It's still not enough. Like Riddle said, it can still hear. We need something more, anything…" The sorting hat fell through Harry's hands, and in his place I saw a gleaming silver sword.
"KILL THEM! LEAVE THE BIRD! SNIFF! SMELL THEM!" Riddle continued to shout.
"Is that enough?" I asked smiling.
"Might just be. Let's do this." He said. The Basilisk lunged blindly at us. We ducked, and it thankfully missed us both. I landed with a thud that was too loud for my taste. Unfortunately the snake heard it. It whipped its head in my direction and struck again. I raised my arm to soften the blow. I could feel warm blood drenching from my arm, there was a searing pain just below my elbow. One of the long poisonous fangs was sinking deeper and deeper in my arm it splintered as the basikisk keeled over sideways and fell, twitching, to the floor. I saw Harry Standing above us, the hilt of the sword in his hand, the blade in the head of the snake.
"Fawkes, you were fantastic." Harry said stroking the bird as it landed on his shoulder. She then flew over to me, as the room began to fade in and out of focus.
"You are dead Harry Potter. First your sister will fade into nothing, and then I will kill you myself. Even Dumbledore's bird knows it. Do you see what it's doing Potter? He's crying." It took all the effort I had to roll my head to the side and see that in fact Fawkes was crying.
"We will watch your sister die, and then you will fall, and so ends the famous Potter twins. Defeated at last by the Dark Lord he so unwisely challenged. You'll be back with your mudblood mother soon."
Soon? But the room was coming back into focus. The blurred details almost more defined than before. I mustered some courage to look at my wound, but when I finally looked there was no wound at all. Harry smiled at me, his back still to Voldemort's voice. And then Fawkes took off flying around in streaks of scarlet and gold.
"Of course Pheonix tears have healing powers I forgot. But this makes no difference. I have always preferred it this way. Just the three of us. Alice should be easy enough, she is wandless." As Riddle emerged from the shadows, something dropped from the sky. The diary. I smiled. I ripped the fang out of my arm, and shoved it through the diary. There was a long piercing dreadful scream. Ink sputtered out of the diary, flooding the floor, and then he was gone. Shaking all over I stood up, leaning on Harry for support. There was nothing in the room but the dead snake, Fawkes, Harry, Myself, and Ginny. There was a faint moan from where she was lying.
"Go. I'd rather sit for now." I said, pushing him towards Ginny. Right now more than anything she needed Harry to be her knight in shining armor. I thought of Draco and was sure he had something to do with Harry's appearance.
"Harry, oh Harry I tried to tell you at B-breakfast, but I couldn't. I didn't mean to-Riddle made me. How did you kill that thing?"
"It's alright Ginny. Riddle's finished. Come on Ginny, we've got to get out of here." Harry was failing to calm her down. I had to go help him. I wanted out of this darn chamber.
"Ginn. It's alright. Riddle's gone. See." I said handing her the diary. "And that's a basilisk, we can explain better once we get Ron..."
"You don't understand. I've looked forward to coming to Hogwarts since Bill came. And n-now I'll have to leave. I'll be expelled for sure. What will mum and dad say?"
"Ginny, Dumbledore will give anyone a second chance. I'm sure they won't expel you. There was nothing you could do. You were under a cure, just like all those wizards who killed people during the first wizard war. Molly and Arthur will believe you. Beside Harry, I know everything. We'll stick up for you, but right now, we need to get back to Ron." We worked our way back through the tunnels Fawkes following faithfully behind.