The next morning, Harry and Ron were escorted by McGonagall to breakfast, sitting with a few other Gryffindors. They missed Hermonie, a lot at their table did too. Such as Neville who had been tutored a bit by their bushy friend. He told them about it while eating breakfast. Harry geared towards the table, seeing the potion master sitting there. Something was not right with him, seeing Snape hunched over his plate. He looked up, staring into green, "Are, you ok?" his student mouthed the words.
Snape eyed the other teachers before answering, making sure they were not looking. "No," he mouthed back.
Harry was surprised by that, 'I didn't think he would answer me.' he looked around before putting on his cloak. The young wizard, wish he knew more spells to communicate with someone in their mind. That way Harry didn't have to get up, go all the way to the staff's door, quietly opening it to peek inside. Snape wasn't looking so well. 'Wonder what happened?' he eyed Dumbledore's empty chair, missing him. Harry crept to his teacher, going near his ear, "I am here, professor," Snape was gripping his stomach, "are you in pain?" His teacher gave a nod. His student looked over at Ron, 'Probably wondering where I am by now?' Harry geared back to Snape, "Let's get you out of here," he gripped his teacher by the arm while others weren't looking, lifting him up.
Once they left the Great Hall, Harry brought Snape to a bench outside the castle. He was clutching his chest. "Do you have a stomachache?"
"It is nothing...just must have eaten-"
"I don't think that's it, the others at your table are eating basically the same things you did." It's then that Harry noticed his face, "professor, have you not been sleeping well lately?" he sat next to him, "Is it about Dumbledore?" Snape glared over at his student, "won't you say something?"
His teacher gets up, "I am going to get ready for class, I will escort you back to the great hall."
'Why isn't he telling me anything?' His student looked over at his stomach. "How about I bring to the chambers instead, then you can tell me what is wrong?"
"Potter...why is it so damn important?"
Harry got up himself, grabbing his teacher's hand. Noticing how skinny Snape's wrist was, "You need to eat more."
Instead of his teacher escorting his student back to the great hall, they walked down to the dungeon, with Snape leaning on Harry's shoulder, something was clearly wrong with him today. Being his stubborn self he didn't want to lean on the Gryffindor in the first place, but Harry insisted and kept on nagging till he committed.
Once they got to his office, the young wizard set him on his sofa. "Stop treating me like a sick person, Potter!" he snapped, growing red in the face a bit out of embarrassment.
"You told me you were in pain though? I was easing the tension on your stomach line." Snape groaned as pain shot out of him. "do you need Madam Pomfrey?"
"I am fine, Potter. Stop worrying," he breathed out, "I just been under stress since Albus left."
Harry had a feeling that's what was happening, sitting next to him, "I am frustrated with the school, just giving up like that. So I guess it is up to me then." His teacher looked pale, "you should see someone?" Snape argued back that he is fine, "I can clearly see you are not. Your face turned a bit more white," 'As if that was possible.' since his skin doesn't see the sun much, "Have me take a look at you then? You going make me worry if you don't let me at least help."
"Your nagging is getting on my nerves, Potter!" he snapped, looking at the boy's worried features. Snape gritted his teeth, hating to feel weak, but since it's Potter. He will make an exception this once, "Fine Potter," his teacher swallowed, "you want to help me?" Harry nodded in reply. Snape slumped in his sofa, "Go to my store, grab the bottle that says. Decimegra...it is to help the stomach if in stress."
Harry nodded as he got his cloak, and walked out the door. He knows where the store is now since Hermione stole from it while Harry and Ron were there with her. 'That reminds me.' He needs to pay his professor back. Wrapping the cloak around his body, Harry went over to it, which was not that far from Snape's classroom. Going inside, the young wizard searched for the bottle, finding it on the top shelf, walking up the ladder, "Gotcha, now let's get your owner fixed up."
Snape heard a knock, telling him to enter. His student walked in with the potion, asking if his teacher was supposed to drink it. "Wrong, Potter, you did learn that one in my class. You apply to the skin." Harry gaped at that, looking down at his clothed body "It is ok, I can do this bit by myself," He was confused by the look Potter just gave him, "You said you have an interest in me, yet you're disgusted-"
"Your wrong!" Potter interrupted his ranting, "I never would think that, I was just surprised is all," he looked at the bottle opening it, "so I just rub it on?" Snape nodded. Harry told him to lie down on the couch.
His teacher opened a few buttons, "Alright, slide it in here."
There is no way Harry can manage to rub the stuff on without getting it on his teacher's robes, "Professor, it's impossible to not get it on your clothes," he started undoing the dress shirt, Snape protested against this, "are you afraid of me being disgusted?"
"I have things on my body that I rather hide from prying eyes."
Harry sighed, taking off his glasses, "There, is that better for you if I don't have these on?" His teacher was ok with that as he said a locking spell at the door, watching his student unbuttoning his shirt, looking away from his own body. "Are you ashamed of yourself?" Having his arm covering his eyes answered that question. "That makes me sad-"
"Enough...just do what you came here to do and get out of my sight!"
Harry sighed, nodding, opening the rest of the buttons, hoisting the black tank part way, to see his stomach. The boy opened the lid and dipped his fingers inside, gently rubbing it on Snape's skin. This made his teacher jerk a bit, "Cold?" he nodded in return, keeping his eyes hidden. Since Harry didn't have his glasses on he couldn't see the reason why Snape is disgusted with himself, 'Maybe one day I will know the answer to that?' "How is your stomach feeling now?"
"Thousand times better." His student took that as a good sign.
Closing the bottle, putting it aside so he can button up the shirt for him, "Well I am going to go, promised to visit Hermione in the hospital with Ron."
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Snape escorted Harry back over to the main castle and to the great hall, opening the big doors for him, before disappearing back down to the dungeon. His student was grateful for that, that way, McGonagall knows where he has been the whole time. To Ron, he said he had detention with the professor.
While Harry and Ron went to the hospital wing to see Hermione, being accompanied by their house parent. Harry wondered what could have caused Snape to have an upset stomach like that. 'He must be really stressed out from what I remember him telling me?' This thought made the young wizard want to find out where the chamber is as soon as possible. As they reached the hospital, he was stopped by McGonagall, giving him flowers to bring over to their friend's bedside, before she left to let them be.
Harry replaced the dead flowers with fresh new ones, sitting on the edge of her bed, "Wish you were here, Hermione. We need you. Now more than ever," he strokes her hand gently, before feeling something inside. It was a crumbled-up paper, he unfolds it.
"What's that?" Ron wondered, confused on why he had that.
Harry looked at the page, realizing, "Ron! This is why Hermonie was in the library the day she was attacked. Come on!"
They walked into the hallway and Harry read what was written on the page, "Of the many fearsome beasts, that roam our land, none is more deadly than the Basilisk. Capable of living for hundreds of years, instant death awaits any who meets this giant serpent's eye. Spiders flee before it. Ron this is it, the monster in the Chamber Of Secrets is a basilisk; that's why I can hear it speak. It's a snake."
"But if it kills by looking people in the eye, why is it that nobody is dead?"
Harry thought of this while looking out the window, "Because no one did look it in the eye. Not directly at least; Colin saw it through his camera," making him think of Colin at this time, "Justin...Justin must have seen the basilisk through Nearly Headless Nick, Nick got the full blast, but he's a ghost; he can't die again. And Hermione...had the mirror. I bet you anything she was using it to look around corners in case it came along."
"And Mrs. Norris? I'm pretty sure she didn't have a camera or mirror, Harry," Ron said back, wondering how she got petrified and not killed.
"The water...there was water on the floor that night. She only saw the basilisk's reflection."
Ron agreed on that, nodding.
'I should maybe tell Snape about this too?' "Spiders flee before it. It all fits!"
"But how's the basilisk's getting around? A dirty great snake, someone would have seen it."
"Hermione answered that too," Harry points to the word pipes written in black ink.
"Pipes! It's using the plumbing." Ron looked up at the ceiling.
"Remember what Aragog said about that girl fifty years ago who has died in the bathroom? What if she never left?"
"Moaning Myrtle." Harry nodded at that.
Suddenly Professor McGonagall went on air, "All students are to return to their house dormitories at once. All teachers to the second-floor corridor immediately!
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Ron and Harry went over to the second corridor, to see what was going on. The teachers ran over to the second floor. McGonagall showed them what was going on. "As you can see, the Heir of Slytherin has left another message," she points to the wall where bloody letters were written, "our worst year has been realized. A student has been taken by the monster. Into the chamber itself,' Snape and Pomfrey, look at her with worried eyes, "students must be sent home, I am afraid this is the end of Hogwarts."
Lockhart walks up to them, "So sorry. Dozed off. What have I missed?"
"A girl has been snatched by the monster, Lockhart," Snape explains. "Your moment has come at last…"
"My..., my…moment," Lockhart points at himself, surprised.
"Weren't you saying just last night that you've known all along, where the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets is?"
"That's settled," Professor McGonagall says, "we'll leave you to deal with the monster, Gilderoy," she smiled at him. "Your skills, after all, are legend."
Lockhart gulped his fears down, "Very well. Uh, I'll just be in my office getting…getting ready," he walks away.
Madam Pomfrey turns to Professor McGonagall, "Who is it that the monster's taken, Minvera?"
The headmistress sadly replies, "Ginny Weasley." Ron's mouth opened wide with shock, 'What?' McGonagall and everyone walked away from the scene.
Harry grabbed Snape's arm to stop him from leaving, he turned to Harry and Ron.
Snape had no answer on what to do, looking down at the floor, thinking, "You said something about Lockhart knowing the entrance to the chamber—" letting go of him, Ron and Harry headed over to Lockhart's office. Snape followed them, knowing that Potter was up to no good again.
Professor Lockhart was in his room packing his things, "Professor we have some information for you-" Harry looked around the office, noticing he was packing up. The blonde man stopped in his tracks, turning towards them, "Are you going somewhere?"
Lockhart looks over at Snape, then back at him, "Uh, well, yes. Um… urgent call…unavoidable, uh… Got to go." Harry looks at Severus.
"What about my sister?" Ron shouts back at him.
"Well…um…you see," he turns to Snape, "you have him, don't you?"
"You're the only one who knows the location?" Harry says.
"To answer the question, about your sister. As to that, most unfortunate. No one regrets more than I."
Harry and Ron cannot believe this. "You are the defense against the dark arts teacher," Ron reminded him, "You can't go now!" Lockhard kept on packing. Snape looked over at him annoyed at his actions.
"Well, when I took this job, there was nothing in the job description about—" Snape blocks him from leaving.
Harry stepped next to him, "You're running away?" he thought of this professor as a horrible coward, who only cares for himself. Nothing more. "After all that stuff you did in your books?"
Lockhart grabbed the bag he was packing in, putting it under his arm, "Books can be misleading."
"You wrote them!" Harry shouts back, his annoyance against this teacher was long overdone, ever since they met.
Lockhart slams his bag back on the desk, "My dear boy, do use your common sense! My books wouldn't have sold half as well if people didn't think I'd done all those things!"
"Well, well, this makes a lot of sense," Snape said.
Harry realizes something, "You're a fraud. You've just been taking credit for what other wizards have done!"
"Is there anything you can do?" Ron wondered. Wanting to hurry up with this conversation; so, he can get his sister back.
Lockhart looked over at Snape, before answering. "Yes. Now that you mention it. I am rather gifted with memory charms. Otherwise, you see, all those wizards would have gone babbling, and I'd never have sold another book," Harry despised him for doing this. "In fact, uh…" he walks over to his trunk. Ron and Harry looked at each other, before looking over at Snape. Knowing exactly what Lockhart is thinking of doing, "I am going to have to do the same to you." All three of them took out their wands, pointing at him.
"Don't even think about it," Harry warned. Lockhart dropped his weapon.
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All four of them went into the abandoned girls' laboratory. Myrtle was floating around as they came in, "Oh, who's there?"
"Oh!" realizing it was Harry. "Hello, Harry," noticing that he was not alone, she asked, "What do you want?"
"To ask you how you died?" Harry carefully asked, while both Snape and Ron kept an eye on Lockhard.
"Oh," Myrtle was touched by Harry asking her this, "it was dreadful. It happened right here in this very cubicle, she points down below her, "I'd hidden because Olive Hornby was teasing me about my glasses. I was crying," her eyes well up with tears. "And then I heard somebody come in."
"Who was it, Myrtle?"
"I don't know?" she starts sobbing, "I was distraught! But they said something funny. Some sort of made-up language," she floats closer to them, "and I realized. It was a boy speaking, so I unlocked the door to tell him to go away, and…I died."
"Just like that? How?" Harry says, shocked, looking at the ghost.
"I just remember seeing a pair of great big yellow eyes…" Myrtle geared over, "over there by that sink," she pointed.
Snape gaped at this, looking over at the brown slime inside one of the Baskin. Walking over. Harry followed while Ron kept the wand pointing at Lockhart. He looked over at the sink, trying to turn on the faucet, but no water came out. "This is it, Professor," he looked over at Snape, "I think this is the entrance to the chamber of secrets."
"Say something?" Ron suggested, "Harry, say something in Parseltongue."
Harry concentrated, saying something in snake language. The sink started to move. Opening the chamber they were looking for. Lockhart tries running away, the other three stopped him from going anywhere, pushing him closer to the chamber hole.
"You first then," Harry threatens.
"Now boys and professor, what good will it do?"
"Better you than us," Ron says back.
Lockhart nodded, "Um, but…obviously. Yes." He turned slowly around, looking at the hole down below, not knowing what lies ahead. Snape had enough of this, giving him a push to get him going.
"Whoa!" splash, "really quite fitchy down here."
Harry nodded to Snape and Ron, "Let's go," getting ready to jump.
"Oh Harry," Myrtle said, "if you die down there, you are welcome to share my toilet."
Both Ron and Snape were disgusted by that. "Uh…Thanks, Myrtle." They all jumped down. Ron and Harry were screaming on the way down the pipe, feeling like a never-ending slide, while Snape remained calm and collected.
They landed in a big pile of bones. Ron got grossed out by that, crushing some under his foot.
"Now remember," Harry says, "any signs of movement, close your eyes straight away," he warned them as he hops on another pipe. Harry stuck close to Snape as they walked through it together. Ron kept an eye on the author, keeping his wand out.
Harry gaped at a snakeskin, a giant snakeskin, touching it.
"It must be a hundred feet long?" Ron looked shocked at it. Lockhard fainted next to him, "Heart of a lion, this one," he said sarcastically.
Lockhart was faking it to grab Ron's wand, standing up, "The adventure ends here, with you guys," pointing the wand at them, "but don't fret, the world will know our story. How I was too late to save the girl, how you three tragically lost your minds at the sight of her mangled body."
Snape blocked Harry, "Do you think I will let you do that?"
"Oh right, Severus, let's start with you," he points at a wide-eyed Snape. "Obliviate!" it backfired on him; the force was so strong, causing him to crash into the concrete ceiling, falling back down. Suddenly rocks tumbled to the ground. Harry and Snape moved out of the way, trying not to get crushed by the boulders.
Ron coughed up some dust, "Harry!" Ron cries. "Harry!"
Harry gets up from the ground to see if his best friend is ok, "Ron! Ron, are you ok?"
"I'm fine," Ron says back. Snape moves next to Harry, peering down below.
Lockhart woke up, looking over at Ron, "Hello. Who are you?"
"Um…Ron Weasley?"
"And who am I?" he wondered.
Ron realizes the situation at hand, "Lockhart's memory charm backfired! He hasn't got a clue who he is!"
"It is an odd sort of place, isn't it?" he picks up a rock, "do you live here?"
Ron takes the rock, trying not to laugh at the question, "No."
"Really?" he gets whacked on the head, falling back down to the ground.
Snape and Harry winced at that.
"What do I do now, you guys?" Ron wonders.
"You wait here and try shifting some of these rocks!" Harry says back, "so we can get back through. Snape and I will go find Ginny!" Ron was alright with that. Staying behind.
Harry follows Snape further into the chamber. Noticing a door at the end of their path. Harry says something in parseltongue. "How did you possess such a power?" as a lid opens for them.
Harry had no idea, shrugging his shoulder. "It just sort of happened." Snape looked over at the boy's scar, looking down at the ground, nodding as he entered the next chamber first. They walked down a bridge with giant snakehead statues on either side, all the way down.
Harry saw a girl lying next to a huge pond, "Ginny!" he ran over, kneeling beside her, dropping his wand, "please don't be dead!" Shaking her, Severus stood next to them. Ginny reminded him of Lily's body. Looking away. "Wake up! Wake up!"
A man walks over to them, grabbing Harry's wand, "She won't wake." Snape looked over at a guy, having a Slytherin uniform on.
"Uh!" Snape suddenly felt a shalt of pain coming from his mark.
Harry walked over to him, "Snape, what is it?" He put a hand on his shoulder.
His teacher smacked his hand away. "It is nothing, Potter."
"It is because I am here," Tom Riddle said, smiling at his servant.
Harry looked back over at Snape, being in pain, "Snape, it's ok, you can tell me?" He put his hand on his shoulder once again.
Severus looks over at him, "It's…" he points at his arm. Harry gaped at that, looking back over at Tom Riddle. "He is the Dark Lord," his face started sweating as his mark burned, about to fall to the ground, but Harry caught him before he could.
"So, your Voldemort?" he noticed him, having his wand, "give me my wand Tom," he tries reaching for it.
"No, I will hold on to it for a bit longer." Snape wanted to reach for his but attacking him, would be attacking his former Lord. Something he cannot do; only Harry can be the one to do it. He grits his teeth; it feels like he is being burnt alive.
Harry noticed his teacher being in pain; he put his arm around him for comfort, "It's ok, I am here professor," he whispered. He looked back over to the Lord while keeping a hold on his teacher, "What are you doing with Ginny?"
"You see I am just a memory, preserved in a diary, but as Ginny grows weaker, I grow stronger."
"Yes, Harry, it was Ginny Weasley who opened the Chamber of Secrets."
Snape and Harry gaped at that as his teacher let go of him. "No." Harry finds it hard to believe, "she couldn't. She wouldn't."
"It was Ginny who set the basilisk on the mudbloods and Filch's cat. Ginny who wrote the threatening messages on the walls." Harry asks him why she did all those frightening things.
"Because I told her to." Tom Riddle says, "you'll find I can be very persuasive," he looks over at Snape. "Not that she knew what she was doing. She was let's say in a trance. Still, the power of the diary began to scare her, and she tried to get rid of it in the girl's bathroom," he walked closer to Harry, Snape moved out of the way, "and then, who should find it but you? The very person I was anxious to meet."
Harry looked over at Snape, before looking back at Tom, "So you did all this in order to meet me?"
Tom nodded at him, "So I decided to show you my capture of that brainless oaf, Hagrid, to gain your trust."
Harry realized, "He is my friend! And you framed him, didn't you?"
"It was my word against Hagrid's. Only Dumbledore seemed to think he was innocent."
Snape looked around to see where the snake was kept.
"I bet Dumbledore saw right through you," Harry figured, all the while keeping an eye on his teacher to see if he is still hurting.
"He certainly kept an annoyingly close watch on me after that. I knew it wouldn't be safe to open the Chamber again while I was at school, so I decided to leave behind a diary. Preserving my 16-year-old self in its pages so that one day, I would be able to lead another. To finish Salazar Slytherin's noble work. "
Well, you haven't finished this time!" Harry looked over at Snape. Looking back at Tom, "In a few hours, the Mandrake draught will be ready, and everyone who was Petrified will be all right again."
Tom smirked at that, "Have I told you? Killing mudbloods doesn't matter to me anymore. For many months now, my new target has been you." Snape didn't know what to do in this situation. He is a teacher, after all, in this school, and Harry was his student. Severus decided to head closer to the boy while keeping an eye on the Lord.
"How is that me? Lord Voldemort was destroyed by a mere baby with no magical talent. Was able to defeat the greatest wizard of all time? With nothing but a scar? While Lord Voldemort's powers were destroyed."
Snape went over to Harry's ear, whispering, "It was your mother; she put you under a protection charm."
Harry gaped at that, looking back at Tom. Realizing what Tom said, "Albus is the greatest wizard of all time!"
"Enough!" Severus snaps finally, having enough, "do what you came here to do. The more we talk to him, the less Ginny has."
Harry Potter nodded, agreeing. Suddenly a bird appears. "Fawkes?" He was carrying something. Handing it to Harry, he unwraps it, realizing it is one of Dumbledore's hats.
"So, this is what Dumbledore sends his great defender? A songbird and an old hat." Tom goes over to the entrance of the basilisk's lair. Snape realizes what will happen, grabbing Harry by the arm while Tom speaks in parseltongue. Telling him to take caution as the door of the cave opened. "Let's match the power of Lord Voldemort, Heir of Salazar Slytherin, again against the famous Harry Potter. There was a snarling noise coming from it. Harry quickly grabs Snape while dropping the hat. It was time to run. Tom speaks in parsel ones more, "Parseltongue won't save you now, Potter. It only obeys me!"
They both slip and fall on the concrete from the water surrounding them. Landing hard on the ground, Harry drops his glasses. Putting them back on. He told Snape not to look up while covering his own head. Fawkes flies back into the room, landing on the snake's head. Harry looks over at their shadow, seeing the bird feasting on the eyes. Snape gaped at that, looking at the shadows too.
"No!" Tom shouts, "Your bird may have blinded the basilisk, but it can still hear you!"
Harry backed away. There was a splash sound coming from under his feet. Snape stood back up while Harry grabbed his arm, running into one of the tunnels. They ran into a dead end while the snake was hot on their trail. Harry tried to get the metal bars to open but failed. Snape had his wand ready; Harry stopped him, shaking his head. They leaned against the bar window. Harry could see how scared his teacher was. He decided to hug him, signaling that it would be all right as the snake came closer. Harry threw a rock next to the snake. It slithered away. He got Severus, running back through the pipe, meeting Tom once again. Harry runs over to Ginny, kneeling before her unconscious body.
"Yes, Potter. The process is nearly complete; Ginny, in a few minutes, will be dead."
"Ginny?" He grabs her icy-cold hands. Snape walks over to them, putting a hand on Harry, looking down at his unconscious student.
Suddenly the snake popped out of the water. Harry needed some sort of weapon to help him out. And a sword appeared in Dumbledore's hat. Harry runs with Snape to some place where he has a good shot at the reptile. Harry tells Snape to wait over by Salazar's head. As he climbs up, to get a better angle. Swinging the sword close to it. The snake tried to attack, but Harry dodged it. It went right into the stone cave. Harry walked up to the top of the head, trying to swing the sword at the snake.
Snape watched him from down below, feeling helpless at this point.
Harry falls from the head, getting up quickly. Seeing his sword about to fall, Harry reaches for it just in time as the snake goes to strike. He stabs the beast inside his mouth. It screams with terror. Harry moved his sword from the beast's mouth. A tooth was stabbed into his arm. Harry yells in pain, taking it out. Blood was seeping out of the fresh wound as he covered his arm, watching the snake scream in agony as it goes into the pond. Taking its last breath as it fell to its death.
Tom silently gaped at the loss of his pet. Looking over at Harry as he climbed down, meeting up with Snape. His teacher saw the wound on his arm. His student had no time to react, going to Ginny. As he falls. The venom was working inside him.
"I knew I shouldn't have let you come down here," Snape says, kneeling down next to his student, "I am a teacher who just let a student-"
"She would have died if I didn't," Harry says back. Looking back at Ginny.
"Remarkable, isn't it?" Tom says. "How quickly it penetrates the body, I guess you have little more than a minute to live. You will be with your dear mud blood mother soon Harry." Snape gaped at those words; Harry told him to pay no attention to it.
"Funny, what a book can do…especially in the hands of a silly little girl." Snape was worried about both of his students' conditions. He can't do anything to the Dark Lord though, else he will truly see where his loyalty lies.
He watches Harry grab the diary from Ginny and stab the pages.
"What are you doing?" The Dark Lord shouts. He gaped as light poked out of his face. As he tried to reach for the book, it was too late as Harry closed the book and stabbed through the leather, getting all the pages this time. Voldemort was gone.
Snape had no time to react to what just happened, noticing his student is growing weaker, "Potter we need to get you medical attention right away!"
"Not till Ginny wakes up," hearing Harry's voice, her eyes open, sitting up slowly, her hair full of black ink. She turns around seeing Harry and Snape there.
"Harry it was me, Riddle made me and…" she gaped, "Harry your hurt?"
Harry covered it, "Snape, get Ginny out of here, I will be fine…just take her."
"I am not leaving a student, Mr. Potter. Especially If you are hurt."
Suddenly a bird was heard, "Fawkes?" Harry was surprised as it perched on his arm, "thank you, Fawkes, you done brilliant, just wasn't quick enough," he breathed out. Snape was about to grab Harry in his arms and bring him to Madam Pomfrey, but before he did, he watched as the bird dropped his tears into the wound. Snape gaped at that, 'Oh yeah, I completely forgot he can do that,' relief hit him as he watched the wound close.
"Of course…" Harry looks at his arm, "Phoenix has healing powers…It is ok now you two…it is just a memory."
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Phoenix was strong enough to get everyone out of there. Lockhart holding on to the bird, Ron holding on to Lockhart, and Snape holding onto Ron. Harry holds on to Snape and Ginny onto Harry's leg. Snape had a lot of explaining to do to the headmaster when they get back up to the castle. Hopefully, he won't be too mad about letting students enter a chamber with a dangerous snake inside.
