ABBIE: Hi, I think that I wrote this becausewe werewatching the Chamber Of Secrets movie, when I had an interesting thought, what if Fawkes flew back to Dumbledore after he blinded the Basilisk. Would Harry live or die, would Ron finally shift that rubble? I have my theories, and here they are!

EEVEE: Ignore her, she spent half the movie talking about this, me, Meg and Katie didn't hear a word of it.

MEG: To be fair the ideas not that bad though, and she did write this one on her own!

EEVEE: Yeah, she said that she didn't need my help!

KATIE: Not to worry, hey have you guys noticed that I have been reveiwing all these stories as an anonymos reveiwer!

MEG: Yeah, why is that?

KATIE: Dunno!

ABBIE: Anyway, this fic should be good, or at least decent! Now for the disclaimer, I shall do it as I am bored waiting for you people to reveiw!
Disclaimer: His long dark hair hung over his emerald eyes as he kissed me, his glasses sliding on his nose. "I am glad I am yours forever" he said in a breathless voice. My heart sank, I had to tell him, but how "Sorry hun, but I don't own you, see that woman over at a desk writing, she owns you" He took a step back looking hurt, but lunged into me again, "but that dosn't mean that I can't own you love" he said as we kissed...
I do not own Harry Potter.

EEVEE+KATIEMEG: O.O

ABBIE: What?

MEG: That was...different.

KATIE: Ew

EEVEE: Abbie, you are never doing the disclaimer again!

The Demise Of Tom Marvolo Riddle! And Harry Potter?

Harry staggered along the chamber clutching his arm, the basilisk and dragging Godric Griffindor's sword. The black haired boy dropped to his knees beside the dying red head on the floor. Harry crawled in agony towards Ginny as Voldemort began to gloat.

"Remarkable isn't it," he sneered, "How quickly the venom of the basilisk penetrates the body?" Harry glared at Tom as he panted on the floor in agony.

"I'd guess you have little more than a minute to live. You'll be with your dear Mudblood mother soon, Harry." Riddle mocked the dying boy on the floor.

Harry turned his head towards the red head on the chamber floor; she was still clutching the diary. He reached out and clutched her hand, it was stone cold.

"Funny, the damage a silly little book can do," Harry glanced at the speaker again, "especially in the hands of a silly little girl." Tom's face a mixture of triumph and hatred, his voice arrogant.

Infuriated by this comment to his best friend's sister reached for the small book in Ginny's arms, he pulled and flipped the book open on the ground.

"What are you doing?" For the first time since Harry had seen Riddle in the chamber, there was a hint of worry in his voice. Harry was smirking on the inside and praying to God that his plan worked, it seemed the only way to save Ginny. He brought the basilisk tooth up above the diary and risked a look at Riddle.

"Stop. No!" Voldemort shouted, lunging for Harry, but it was too late. The boy-who-lived stabbed the book with the tooth.

Immediately light began pouring out of Riddle as though he was breaking. The teenager stepped back looking at his chest as Harry stabbed the book again. Riddle made a last ditch attempt to stop the dying boy but it was in vain. A look of righteous fury passed through the young boy's eyes as he stabbed the book a final time. Riddles screams echoed around the dark chamber as he exploded in a burst of light.

Harry felt drained, he knew he was dying, but he had to stay alive, or at least conscious long enough to tell Ginny how to get out of the chamber, hopefully Ron had cleared enough of the rubble to get her through.

Suddenly Ginny awoke with a start on the floor, her eyes searching the ceiling and gasping for air. Slowly she lifted herself up and stared around the chamber, her back was to Harry so she didn't notice him.

"Ginny" Harry said carefully, he was surprised at how weak his voice was. The addressed teen turned around startled, but who wouldn't be scared in this place Harry thought.

"Harry." She gasped softly, "It was me. But I swear, I didn't mean to." Harry was finding it increasingly hard to remain conscious, his breath came in gasps as he held his arm just below his wound wound. "Riddle made me, and…..Harry, your hurt!" She said, on the verge of panicking, as she dropped her gaze to the gaping hole in his arm.

In a swift motion Harry covered his arm with his hand. "Don't worry." he replied, trying to reassure her. "Ginny, you need to get yourself out." He was surprised that he could still talk coherently, his vision had clouded and he felt as though he was under water, pressure surrounded his heart and he could barely hear anything that Ginny said to him.

"Follow the chamber and you'll find Ron." Every breath was costing him energy, he tried not to look weak for Ginny, it was hard though, she was watching him carefully when…

"Harry, Ginny!"

The two addressed teens looked up to find Ron running towards them.

"Ron!" Ginny threw herself up and ran to her big brother's arms, the two embraced quickly but stopped when Ron saw Harry panting and leaning over on the floor.

"Harry, what's wrong mate?"

The dying boy lifted his head to look at the tall read head, "Ron, you've got to get you and Ginny out of here, go and get Dumbledore, tell him that the basilisk is dead and to close the chamber."

"But, then you'll still be in here……Harry! I'm not gonna leave you in here!"

"Ron!" Harry said as forcefully as he could. "I'm going to die anyway, just do me a favour. Don't be around to watch." He pleaded to Ron, who shook his head disbelievingly. "You can't die; you're…..your Harry Potter, my best friend!"

One of Harry's arms trembled, almost giving way, but he held it firm. He was running out of energy, he felt like an elephant was sitting on his chest, he could barely see and his ears weren't working properly.

"Ron, please, I don't want my best friend to be around when I die!" Harry's body shook with weak sobs. He didn't even have the strength to cry properly, he felt his arms give way underneath him as he crashed to the floor.

Harry felt numb, he tried to tell Ron to leave but his mouth wasn't obeying him, he couldn't move anything. However he did feel strong hands pull him up and put his arm over their shoulder. To Harry the room was getting darker, he could just make out Ginny' silhouette holding his other side, by now he had guessed that it was Ron who was carrying him.

A sudden pain rushed to Harry's heart, and his world went black.

ABBIE: So what did ya think, for once this will not be a one shot, Yay!

EEVEEKATIEMEG: Please reveiw, she's high on sugur and she has a knife!

ABBIE: (Twirls knife between her fingers) You guys might wanna reveiw if you wanna keep your arms and legs!