Harry: Ron, wake up.
Ron: Ramen Noodles….
Harry: *Shakes Ron.*
Ron: Two more minutes and I'll have my purple goldfish….
Harry: *Blank stare.* Wake up!
Ron: Okay, okay. *Sits up.* What do you want?
Harry: We have to get dressed, we have school.
Ron: I almost had my goldfish…
Syann: Do you think they'll be late?
Hermione: Yep.
Syann: Why are they always late?
Hermione: I don't know really. I've never asked, why?
Syann: Just wondering.
Hermione: You wonder too much.
Ron: Wait - up!
Syann & Hermion: Hmm? *Stop.*
Harry: Where did you go yesterday?
Hermione: Library. Come on, you're late.
Ron: Then, you are too.
Hermione: Shut up.
Harry: Why not 'Be quiet'? Why shut up?
Syann: Hmm?
Hermione: Harry heard a conversation between snakes. *Sigh.* One told the other to shut up. It wouldn't, so it went to the 'Chamber'.
Syann: Back up, snakes?
Hermione: Harry speaks Parseltongue!
Syann: Are you sure they were both snakes?
Harry: Besides me and *Pause.* someone else, no one I know speaks Parseltongue. It was a stupid conversation anyway.
Syann: *Supposed to be to self.* Yeah, I know.
Harry: I never told you what it was about!
Syann: Uh, shouldn't we get to class?
Hermione: Ahhhh! I totally forgot!
Syann: *Thinking.* Thank God for being late! *Unthinking.*
P. Mc. Gonagall: You four are LATE!
Harry: We were-
P. Mc. Gonagall: No excuses! Sit down and ask a classmate your assignment.
All: *Sit at an empty table.*
Syann: We're supposed to turn a cup to a clock.
Ron: How do you know?
Syann: Look around.
Ron: *Turns slowly seeing kids, clocks, and cups.* Oh
Syann: *Thinking.* This is embarrassing… *Unthinking.*
-Bell rings-
P. Mc. Gonagall: I want Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Syann to stay.
Ron: Why? *All push him up to the desk.*
P. Mc. Gonagall: What were you doing in that hall?
Ron: A conversation Harry heard between snakes!
All: *Whisper to Ron.* Ron! *Step on his feet.*
Ron: Ouch! *Twitchy eye.*
P. Mc. Gonagall: Harry, what did you hear?
Syann: *Biting her lip… again.*
Harry: *Sigh.* One asked other what did today. Other said to be quiet. Wouldn't, so said it was going to- The Chamber of Secrets!
P. Mc. Gonagall: Who could have- Bye.
All: *Start to leave.*
P. Mc. Gonagall: *Holds Syann and shushes her.* Syann! Did you-
Syann: Yes, but she's fully safe! She won't hurt anybody! I promise! Please don't make me leave, please, please.
P. Mc. Gonagall: Calm down, girl. You're a good kid. As long as it doesn't hurt anyone, you can stay.
Syann: And Rikka?
P. Mc. Gonagall: *Thinks a minute.* And Rikka.
Syann: Thanks. *Hugs the Professor and runs to catch up with Harry, Ron, and Hermione.*
-In the Great Hall Eating-
Syann: *Looks at Ron.* Is he gonna be okay?
Hermione: Yeah, just stay away from its mouth.
Ron: Hph phe bff th! *Swallows.* I heard that!
Syann: *Sigh.*
Ron: What!?
Syann: Nothing.
Hermione: Harry?
Harry: Hmm?
Hermione: Do you really think the snake meant THE Chamber?
Harry: Is there another snake chamber in this school I should know about?
Syann: *Listening intently.*
Hermione: Guess not… Do you think there's a Basilisk in there?
Harry: Who could open it?
Syann: *Thinking.* Oh, they're gonna say it, they're gonna say it. Please don't say it. Don't- *Unthinking.*
Both: Voldemort…
Syann: *Thinking.* They said it… *Unthinking.*
Harry: How?
Hermione: Maybe there's someone else.
Harry: Who?
Hermione: Better, why hasn't it attacked?
Syann: *Very low, mumble.* Stop saying 'it'. Her name's Rikka…
Ron: Did you say something?
Syann: No.
Hermione: Yes, yes you did! What did you say? Something, Rikka… Who is Rikka?
Syann: A friend.
Hermione: What does she look like?
Syann: She-
Hermione: What house is she in?
Syann: She's-
Hermione: Who are you?!
Syann: SHUTUP!!!
Harry: *Hey! He's got a light bulb above his head! I'll be taking that…* Huh?
Other people: *Look over to the table.*
Harry: Shut up?
Syann: *Stands up.*
Harry: Syann?
Dumbledore: Oh! Wait!
Syann: *Reaches into pocket… The DEEP pocket…*
Ron: *Tugs on Syann's sleeve.*
Syann: *Goes red and stomps off, grabbing her stuff.*
Harry: You know, I don't think lunch will ever be the same again.
Ron: Well, I wouldn't go that far.
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Syann: I have a feeling, when I go back to the Common Room, I'm gonna get a gazillion questions poured on me.
Rikka: Why?
Syann: I told Hermione your name and now they're bugging me about it.
Rikka: I'm sorry.
Syann: For what?
Rikka: I'm the Basilisk. 'Run! Her best friend is a yellow-eyed, two-ton, giant snake who likes to kill everyone!'
Syann: *Giggles* You're not two tons.
Rikka: Not yet.
Syann: I better get this over with, and no more talking in the halls! Bye.
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Hermione: Where is she?
Harry: Who?
Hermione: Syann! I'm worried about her. She's been gone a while.
Syann: *Walks in carefully and looks around.* Um, hi…
Hermione: Where did you go?
Syann: Somewhere.
Hermione: How come you can't be more precise?
Syann: You ask questions I can't answer.
Hermione: I think you can tell us where you went.
Syann: Well, yes, but-
Hermione: Then tell us, we know something is going on.
Harry: If we're your friends, you've got to tell us these things. We'll go slow.
Syann: I was visiting Rikka.
Hermione: Who is Rikka?
Syann: One of my only friends here before I met or found you all.
Ron: What house is she in?
Syann: I guess you could say Slytherin…
Harry: You guess? What does THAT mean?!
Syann: She's not really in a house.
Hermione: So, she's a ghost?
Syann: No.
Hermione: Then, why doesn't she have a house?
Syann: Uh, she's a snake.
Harry: Do you speak Parseltongue?
Ron & Hermione: What?!
Syann: Yes.
Hermione: This might be hard to answer, but is Rikka a Basilisk?
Ron: What kind of question is-
Syann: She is…
Hermione: We gotta finish this another time.
Syann: Yeah, let's.
-Everybody goes to their dormitories.-