"~Parseltongue~"


It was lunch time and I was sitting in the Great Hall, waiting until it was time to head to my next class.

Minerva was sitting across from me, occasionally sending glares over her shoulder at the Slytherin table. I had told her what happened with the two boys and I had barely managed to stop her from marching to the Slytherin common room and hexing them until they couldn't walk. I literally had to physically stop her from hexing them.

I snapped my fingers in front of her face to gain her attention, "Minerva can you please stop? There's no reason to be glaring at them, I'm perfectly fine!"

She huffed, "You're only fine because Hagrid was there in time to help you."

I decided against telling her about the blessing after I had tried revealing it, only for her to be unable to see it. That was my only attempt at telling anyone about the mark. I didn't trust anyone else like I did Minerva, and it saddened me when she couldn't see it.

Taking a sip of my water I glanced over to see a Ravenclaw getting up from her house table and leaving the Great Hall. Usually I would have paid no mind, but this Ravenclaw had dark hair pulled into pigtails, and round glasses sitting on her nose.

Here she was known as Myrtle Henderson, but where I was from she was non other than Moaning Myrtle. When I had first seen her while walking through the halls I had almost tripped in my surprise. I was used to seeing her as a ghost in the movies or reading it in the books. Seeing her made me realize she wasn't dead yet, and if there was one thing I could change I knew it would be her death.

Soon after Myrtle had left the Great Hall a small group of girls left as well with small smirks on their faces. When they left through the Hall doors they went in the same direction as Myrtle.

I set my goblet of water down. "Hey Minerva?" She looked up at me, "I have to go take care of something, I'll see you later, yea?" I didn't give her the chance to respond as I picked up my bag and left the table.

When I made it safely into the corridor I pulled out The Jesters Joke (the book/map). "Cross my heart, hope to die, the Jester is here to mystify".

Opening the book I turned the pages until I found Myrtles name. I was unsurprised to find her name surrounded by others, most likely the girls who had followed her out of the Hall. The only familiar one was Olive Hornby, the one who always seems to take joy out of bullying Myrtle.

I leisurely made my way up to the second floor where the group of names were located. My eyes were glued onto the book and I watched as Myrtle's name broke away from the others. She was rushing down the corridor while the others were staying where they were, most likely laughing at her retreat.

Seeing that I wouldn't have to and any bullying I went to close the book when I realized Myrtle's name had stopped moving, and was sitting in the girls bathroom. The second floor girls bathroom.

I broke into a sprint and headed in the direction of the girls bathroom. It wasn't long before I made it to the bathroom.

Hearing the sobs of who I guessed to be Myrtle, I uttered a small breath of relief. It signaled that she was still alive and I had a chance to get her out of here and keep her from getting killed.

Entering the bathroom I made my way to the stall where the sobs were emanating from. I cautiously knocked on the stall door. "Are you alright?"

The sobs suddenly broke off, but there was still the occasional sniffle. A whiney voice came from inside the stall, "What do you want?"

I grimaced at the annoying and pitiful voice. "It's Danielle. I was wondering if you were alright."

Another sniffle sounded before the door was pushed open on rusty hinges. Myrtles face was revealed and I saw the evidence of her crying. Her eyes were puffy and there was tear tracks leading down her cheeks.

I gave her a friendly smile, "Hello Myrtle."

"What do you want?" Her high-pitched voice had a thick quality to it.

"I heard what happened between you and Hornby. I just wanted to make sure you were alright." I was getting a little annoyed at having to repeat myself.

Myrtle just huffed and pushed past me, walking further into the bathroom. "You probably just came so you could bully me yourself!" she accused.

My brows furrowed in anger at the accusation. "That is not true Myrtle." I hissed at her. "I know what it's like to be bullied, and I wouldn't wish it on anyone." I walked up to her so I stood next to her.

She rubbed her nose with the sleeve of her robe, "Really?"

I gave her another smile, "Really." I threw my arm around her shoulders, "How about we get outta here and think of a way to give Hornby a taste of her own medicine?"

She saw the mischievous twinkle in my eyes and immediately agreed. I was relieved to be getting out of the bathroom, knowing the sooner we were out the safer we were.

Unfortunately that relief was shot out the window when I heard the grating of stone on stone. I saw an angry glint in Myrtles eyes, "Who's there? Get out!"

She turned around to finish yelling at the "person", and I tried to stop her but I was too late. As soon as the finished turning around her eyes had barely widened before she limply dropped to the floor, her lifeless eyes gazing at the ceiling.

All the air left my body in a rush, and it seemed like I had forgotten how to breathe. The only thing I could focus on was Myrtle's lifeless body. I didn't notice anything else in the room until I felt something gently clench onto my robe.

Startled I immediately went to look back but I was suddenly suspended into the air. A frightened cry escapes my lips as the walls of the bathroom quickly raced passed my vision. I was jerked to a stop and I looked down to see I was being lowered into a dark tunnel.

I started struggling against the hold and looked up to see the fangs of the basilisk clenched onto my cloak. My struggling seemed to cause tearing around her teeth and I forced myself to stop. If I were to continue struggling my cloak would rip completely and I would plummet into the tunnel.

Submerged into the darkness the only light was from the bathroom above, but even that soon disappeared.

It felt like forever until we made it to a large round door with snakes coming out from the sides. A loud hiss sounded from above me, obviously from the basilisk. Another snake slithered out of nowhere and made its way around the edge of the door, causing the other snakes to shrink back.

When all of the snakes had shrunk back the door opened with a groan.

What was revealed was an exact replica of the chamber from the movie. Large statues of serpents lined the dark and dreary room. Following the statues to the end of the room I saw a large statue of a balding man with his hair and beard carved into the rock behind it.

As the basilisk slithered farther in I heard the sound of water being disturbed. I looked down and sure enough the floor was covered in a small layer of water.

I knew for sure there was water there when I was suddenly dropped, landing on the ground in an uncomfortable heap.

I released a groan as I sat up from the wet floor, but soon stilled when I saw the large and scaly body of the basilisk slither passed me.

"~Why have you brought me here?~" My voice echoed in the silence around me. I knew the basilisk heard me when she stopped moving.

"~You would be a good mate for Master~" the basilisk chose to ignore my sudden choking from the statement, the thought of me and Riddle being an item was a rather sit urging thought for me. "~Master did not want me to get you. But I did not care~"

I just sighed. Should I decide to say something I would most likely end up yelling and the basilisk would get upset at me. I did not want to deal with an angry basilisk.

"~You may look at me. My stare will not kill you~"

Cautiously I raised my gaze but stopped right before looking into her eyes. If I do die. I suppose it wouldn't be that bad. The only person who would really miss me would be Minerva. I gathered my courage and looked up into the eyes of the basilisk.

When I continued breathing I looked around and patted myself down and found I was still perfectly alive. I gave a breathless laugh of relief and looked at the basilisk again. "~Why am I able to look you in the eye without dying~"

"~I have several eyelids that allows me to control whether a person is petrified, dies, or has no affect~"

I nodded That made sense.

I kept my gaze level with the basilisk's before, with a flick of my wrist, my wand was out and pointed at the basilisk's eyes. "Accio eyes!" Immediately both of the eyes were ripped from the basilisk's skull. I dodged the eyes and did my best to ignore the ear bleeding wails as I scrambled onto my feet and dashed behind a nearby statue.

Readying my wand I peaked passed the statue and saw the basilisk shaking her head around, trying to get rid of the pain. I pointed my wand at her again, "Diffindo!"

The spell harmlessly bounced off of the basilisk's scales and my body sagged in despair. I wasn't sure what else I could do against the basilisk without using the sword of Gryffindor.

I couldn't go up to the headmasters office to get the hat, but I knew someone who could. "Hatty!"

The pop signaling her arrival made me jump. She opened her mouth to ask what I needed but when she caught a glimpse of our surroundings her eyes bulged.

"Hatty I need you to go to the headmasters office and get the Sorting Hat. Now. Quick!" Not asking any questions she immediately popped away and I looked at the basilisk again to see she had stopped thrashing. Instead her head was lifted in the air in what looked like a sniffing motion, before her head snapped over to me and a low hiss filled the room.

I whipped around the statue and pressed myself against it. A pop in front of me made me look down to see Hatty holding the Sorting Hat out in front of her.

I took it from her. "Thank you Hatty. Now go!" and with that she popped away.

Sticking the hat on my head I ran away from the statue in time to miss the attack from the basilisk, clearly aimed to kill me.

If it isn't miss Danielle. What seems to be the problem?

Not now Hat. I need the sword.

Hmm. What sword?

I groaned out loud and quickly ran around the room, trying to keep the distance between myself and the angry basilisk that was chasing me I don't have time for this. Please, PLEASE, just let me use the sword.

And why should I let you?

Cause without it I'm gonna die!

That hardly seems like a good reason. But I can feel your urgency. I felt something very hard, and very heavy, hit the top of my head.

Wincing, I removed the hat and reach end inside. My hand hit something metallic and I wrapped my hand around it.

Pulling it out I did my best to admire the intricately designed sword, but a loud hiss from behind me made me jump to the side.

Upset that her prey was getting away from her the basilisk brought her head high above me. I stood there in terror but determinedly held the sword in front of me, ignoring how much I was shaking.

She lunged down at me and I dodged to the side as fast as I could. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on how you look at it) I was holding the sword away from my body, and when her head passed me the corner of her mouth got caught on the sword. As she continued forward the sword ripped through her mouth, cutting into her cheek.

The sword was ripped from my grip and fell a few feet away. Ignoring the hot blood that rained down onto me, I dove for the sword and rolled away in time for the basilisk to ram her face into the floor instead of my body.

Reacting quickly I brought up the sword and rammed it onto her eye socket. A huge shudder wracked her entire body before she finally fell limp.

My hands were still tightly gripping the sword, causing my knickers to turn white. I looked at the basilisk and waited to see if she was still actually alive before I dislodged the sword from her eye.

With the sword no longer in her eye blood started to gush out and onto the ground. Laying so close to her head some of the blood got onto me, but I didn't have the energy to care. But soon enough the heat of the blood started bothering me and I rolled away, onto my hands and knees.

Shakily getting onto my feet I leaned against the body of the basilisk until I was sure I would be able to walk without falling over.

Spotting the Sorting Hat I leaned down and picked it up from the ground. As I walked out and passed the round snake door I did my best to shake the water from the Hat.

In my tired state I decided I would fix my clothes later and take a much needed shower. Just the thought getting this blood off of me made me pick up my pace.

I finally made it out of the Chamber and when I saw the light streaming through the window I was surprised how how quick everything had happened.

Looking over I saw Myrtles body was still lying in the bathroom. Seeing it made me feel more sick than I already was and I forced myself to ignore her and left the bathroom. I didn't have the strength to drag her, and I wasn't up for using any magic.

As I walked down the corridors the Hat hung limply in one hand and the sword dragged against the floor behind me. The portraits watched me walk passed in astonishment. Whispering to each other about what could have possibly happened.

I paid them no mind as I trudged up to the Great Hall doors. Pushing the doors open I made my way down the center of the tables. As more people saw me the Hall grew quieter until the only sound was that of the sword scraping against the floor.

Making it up to the head table I stopped in front of Dippet. I set the Hat on my head I'm giving you the sword. I removed the Hat and shoved the sword back inside of it.

Dropping it onto Dippets plate I said two words, "Myrtles dead." and with that I dropped to the floor in a dead faint.