Authors note: Hey! I'm graduating in a week! My friend reminded that I should write instead of sitting here ^^. TheOneInTheMirror is an excellent horror and action writer! Check her out! She has Amnesia: The Dark Descent and Harry Potter crossover! Hoooly crap this is late…sorry bros!
Disclaimer: Still don't own it.
All the Queens Men
The Queen was growing, she couldn't deny that. The speed was a little worrying, she was not growing quite as fast as she should, but the energy –Kinsolonelywhereishive- she inherited from her host was swirling soothingly around her. She was sad that the interesting little human had to die; he was so curious and malleable. Her thoughts were pulled away from the boy by the energy showing her a small four legged creature. It was covered in long fur and had just enough meat to encourage her body to finish its last stages of growth. She gave a menacing hiss, and the small creature –Furwarmlargermakegoodhost- immediately took to its heels, the Queen pursuing it. The little thing was agile and led her on a merry chase to a more abandoned area of the stone structure, yowling loudly along the way. The little thing had made a small snack, barely worth the effort.
She hissed in contentment, the large serpentine corpse was feeding her well and its venom reminded her of the little human. Maybe she could find his corpse? Find a way to seal it in resin for sentimental –Kindsmallhosttoosmalltobewarriar- purposes. The energy roiled in agreement to find its parent and the Queen was off, crawling through the pipes in determination. Her large crest was making things difficult and she knew that she would soon be confined to her birthing chamber; she would have to hurry and locate Mothers -Giveroflifeburstfromthewound- body.
Harry stirred; his magic was reaching out and attempting to curl around something familiar, so much like itself. His chest ached and he whimpered, but he heaved himself into a sitting position. His eyes searched uncertainly along the walls, a strange hissing was echoing from them. The pipes rattled loudly underneath the floor of the Hospital Wing, it almost sounded like the basilisk was alive again. An annoyed snarl rattles a loose tile before a large circle of the tiles begin to melt. They bubble and melt before the young boys disbelieving eyes, a strange black claw gripping the unaffected floor to pull the accompanying body free of the large pipe.
The emerging creature was large and pitch black, its head featuring an intricate crest but no eyes. It was sadistically beautiful as it slunk to Harry, a curious shriek rumbling low in its throat. The boy starts as a familiar –Motherqueenchild- energy strokes across his skin, the creature now hovering over the small body. Thick drool pools from her jaws as she gently bundles the shocked Harry into her secondary arms, curling him into the indent of her stomach –Alivealivesafemustkeepsafe- as she returns to crawling along the floor to get back to the opening she made.
Snape sucks in a shocked breath at the sight of Her as she slips through the melted floor, the Potter boy no longer in his bed..