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A/N- Hey guys i am so sorry for how in consistent i have been with updates but i am really going to try and make this change, especially after Xmas! I hope you enjoy this chapter, i understand it is short but i wanted to have something for you guys to read! The next chapter will be uploaded asap! and baring in mind there will be a lot more action ;) 3
Draco met the boys exactly where they said; he was in his usual school robes except wearing a travelling cloak around his shoulders, he knew he wasn't really going to need it but something about it comforted him. As he drew closer Weasley handed him a piece of paper.
"What's this?" he asked, his brows furrowing.
"This is the only information we could find, but it all adds up." Harry said in a low voice. Draco glanced down at the paper; 'a Basilisk; a giant snake that can live for hundreds of years. It is so deadly it can kill you with just one look. Spiders run away from the Basilisk, for it is their mortal enemy.' He just nodded, he already knew this.
"So the monster in the Chamber of Secrets is a Basilisk. Well done." Draco droned out, ignoring their glares. "What we need to figure out though, is the entrance."
"We think it is in the girls bathroom." Harry muttered, glancing behind him. "Where Moaning Myrtle is." Draco nodded as Ron and Harry exchanged a look. Raising an eyebrow Potter spoke up.
"Look Malfoy, we overheard the Professors talking about closing Hogwarts if this isn't sorted out, it is too dangerous. However they sent Lockhart to go after the monster." Draco let out a groan "we think he should come with us."
"What! What is wrong with you, like any Professor is going to say yes to us going with them!" Draco almost shouted.
"Look, four wizards are better than one." Weasley mumbled. Noticing they weren't going to change their mind and realising that they were running out of time Draco let out a begrudging "Fine."
The boys moved quickly, keeping to the shadows untill they reached Lockharts office. Draco knocked in the door to get a reply of "Wait a minute! Hang on! Just bear with me one moment." The boys glanced at each other untill Harry nodded signaling for Draco to barge in. Wands at the ready they were confronted with Professor Lockhart, trying to cram everything he could into a single suitcase. They all looked at each other for a moment wide-eyed.
"Are you...are you Running away?!" Ron muttered with an expression of shock and disgust.
"Well, yes , as you have caught me i might aswell come clean." Lockhart said slowly, reaching for his wand. "I am afraid there is nothing i can do, so i decided it would be best if i left."
"You can't do that! Hermione is still down there and if we don't do something the whole school is in trouble!" Harry shouted, Draco took a step backward, calculating the movements of Lockhart, who now had his hand tightly gripped around his wand.
"Look Harry, i can't save her. If you want the truth ...im afraid my one true talent is memory charms!" Lockhart said quickly, turning away.
"What about everything you have done? What about all the things in your books?" Ron asked confused, taking a step towards him.
"Oh, come off it. He is a FRAUD! How has no one else noticed yet?! All he does is use his talent for memory charms to change the memories of all those who actually banished banshees or saved villages from werewolves so they believed he did it! He is useless!" Draco spat out, catching the attention of the other three.
"That's right! I modified their memories! I claimed fame and now what? Do you really think im going to let three school boys affect my career?!" Lockhart laughed. "In fact i think "
But it was too late, Draco was watching closely waiting for Lockhart to fire a memory charm at one of them so the moment his hand raised for him to cast a spell, Draco shot a disarming charm, causing Lockharts wand to clatter to the floor. The three boys all had their wands pointing towards the professor who's eyes were now wide with panic.
"I don't think that would be a wise idea professor...Accio Wand." Harry said, catching the fallen wand in his outstretched hand. "Now i think it would be wise for you to come with us."
The corridors were damp and cold and Draco wrapped his traveling cloak tighter around him as they made it to the abandoned bathroom. Myrtle appeared very quickly when she heard footsteps but calmed down and got all giggly when she laid eyes on Harry.
"Myrtle... do you, well do you mind telling us ... what happened the night you were killed?" Harry asked awkwardly, taking a step forward. Ron and Draco angled themselves either side of Lockhart.
"Oh Harry of course i can tell you!" She squealed as she floated through the stalls to land in a seated position on the windowsill. "That night i was hiding in the bathroom...crying because i was being teased and minding my buisness." She let out a sigh which sounded more like a gentle squeal, "When i heard a boy speaking this strange language that i couldn't understand! Which i found very odd and i came out of the stall to tell him he should leave as he shouldn't be in the girls bathroom!" She reenacted the scenario as the boys tried to listen carefully. "But when i came out, all i could see were .great bug. yellow eyes."
"And then what?" Harry asked after an awkward pause.
"I don't know! Because that is when i died!" Myrtle squealed angrily before drifting away.
Draco watched Myrtle as she sulked, moving past the sinks. He stepped forward, the shape of the taps catching his eyes.
"Harry?" he motioned for him to join him. After twisting the taps and nothing coming out he took a step back to let the raven haired boy have a go, but instead he whispered a foreign word that to Draco's amazement caused the sinks to move. The stone pillars started to shift and metal fencing moved untill a large pipe was revealed.
"Well that doesn't look terrifying at all." Ron said sarcastically, pushing Lockhart closer to the edge.
"Well after you! No time to waste!" Lockhart said, his voice shaking slightly as he nudged the ginger closer.
"Oh no, you first...after all we need someone to check the coast is clear..." Ron replied and before anyone could move he had pushed Lockhart down the pipe. The three boys exchanged wary glances as they listened to the very long sound of Lockhart's yell before he hit the bottom. Shrugging Draco clicked his knuckles and jumped in after.