For Who Could Ever Love a Beast?
All he ever wanted was to be loved.
Let me put it into perspective for you. I was born in a chamber, I've lived in a chamber, and in all likeliness I'll die in this chamber too. What a life.
Here I am, 25 feet of pure deadly power. I can kill faster than an Avada Kedavra curse. I am the master of the evil eye. If looks could kill.well, they already, let me put it that way.
I have only gotten to stretch my feet twice in my life. Once fifty years ago and now. I'm bound to the person who speaks Parseltongue. Just because someone can understand what I say doesn't mean I have to obey their every command, does it? I don't think that's very fair. But when you compare it to curling up in some statue's mouth it's heaven.
Oh, would you look at that. I'm getting called again. Time to go kill another innocent bystander because I'm a rather large snake.
All I ever wanted was to be loved. I was seen as just a monster to use for one's evil purposes. Even my own mother didn't know me. I would have accidentally killed her when she tried to kiss her.
Every time someone calls me I hope they're going to give me a hug. One girl did about 300 years ago. She looked at me and died, just snuffed out. If you ask me, that wasn't very friendly at all. Am I really that ugly?
So here I go, la-ti-da. That Riddle dude is back AGAIN, and wants me to kill this kid. Oh, that was nice. I was just going to give the kid a kiss when this bird comes and pecks my eyes out. Now that I can't see him, I could scrape him with a tooth. Stupid bird.
Riddle keeps yelling at me to ignore the bird and kill the kid. There really should be more hugs.
Ouch! This kid is making me mad! He keeps hitting me with this sword. All right, that's it. I'm eating his head.
Ouch. That hurt. And I never got a hug.
~ And so ended the poor basilisk, who wanted only a hug.
Let me put it into perspective for you. I was born in a chamber, I've lived in a chamber, and in all likeliness I'll die in this chamber too. What a life.
Here I am, 25 feet of pure deadly power. I can kill faster than an Avada Kedavra curse. I am the master of the evil eye. If looks could kill.well, they already, let me put it that way.
I have only gotten to stretch my feet twice in my life. Once fifty years ago and now. I'm bound to the person who speaks Parseltongue. Just because someone can understand what I say doesn't mean I have to obey their every command, does it? I don't think that's very fair. But when you compare it to curling up in some statue's mouth it's heaven.
Oh, would you look at that. I'm getting called again. Time to go kill another innocent bystander because I'm a rather large snake.
All I ever wanted was to be loved. I was seen as just a monster to use for one's evil purposes. Even my own mother didn't know me. I would have accidentally killed her when she tried to kiss her.
Every time someone calls me I hope they're going to give me a hug. One girl did about 300 years ago. She looked at me and died, just snuffed out. If you ask me, that wasn't very friendly at all. Am I really that ugly?
So here I go, la-ti-da. That Riddle dude is back AGAIN, and wants me to kill this kid. Oh, that was nice. I was just going to give the kid a kiss when this bird comes and pecks my eyes out. Now that I can't see him, I could scrape him with a tooth. Stupid bird.
Riddle keeps yelling at me to ignore the bird and kill the kid. There really should be more hugs.
Ouch! This kid is making me mad! He keeps hitting me with this sword. All right, that's it. I'm eating his head.
Ouch. That hurt. And I never got a hug.
~ And so ended the poor basilisk, who wanted only a hug.