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Okay, so, after a lot of deliberation, I decided to not show the Riddle/Basilisk battle, as it would be pretty much exactly the same as in the book, and that's what the book's for, right? Typing out scenes from the book is already tedious enough without having to do an entire chapter like that with only one or two mentions of Lupin. I hope you understand! :)
Riddle, holding Harry's wand on him, explains who he is and why he's there before setting the basilisk on Harry, which, with the help of Fawkes and the Sorting Hat, Harry defeats.
For a split second, both Harry and Riddle, wand still raised, stared at it. Then, without thinking, without considering, as though he had meant to do it all along, Harry seized the basilisk fang on the floor next to him and plunged it straight into the heart of the book.
There was a long, dreadful, piercing scream. Ink spurted out of the diary in torrents, streaming over Harry's hands, flooding the floor. Riddle was writhing and twisting, screaming and flailing and then-
He had gone. Harry's wand fell to the floor with a clatter and here was silence. Silence except for the steady drip drip of ink still oozing form the diary. The basilisk venom had burned a sizzling hole right through it.
Harry stood up and retrieved the sword from the top of the basilisk's mouth, his head spinning.
Then came a faint moan at the end of the Chamber. Ginny was stirring. Harry wanted to run to her, but he was also worried for Professor Lupin, who hadn't moved in all the time he'd been fighting Riddle and the basilisk.
"Ginny, look," he said awkwardly, hurrying to her as she tears began to stream down her face. "I'll be right back, but I've got to help Professor Lupin."
When Ginny looked over and saw Professor Lupin lying on the ground her sobs increased.
"Oh no!" she cried. "If he's dead too...just like Penelope...it'll be all my fault! It's all my fault! I swear I d-didn't meant to, Riddle made me, and Penelope, oh, it's awful, I know, please...forgive me!"
"Ginny, I'm sorry, but I've got to get to Professor Lupin, he's hurt."
He helped her too her feet and they ran to Professor Lupin's side, horrified to find that he was bleeding badly. When Harry turned him over, he was relieved to see that he was still breathing, although it was fainter than Harry would have liked.
"Ginny...how're we gonna..."
Ginny, who was still crying, shook her head at Harry, bewildered.
"Harry!"
They looked up to see the Chamber entrance opening and three people hurrying in, two of them small and one rather tall, his silver beard shining even from a distance.
"Hermione! Ron!" cried Harry in relief. "Professor Dumbledore!"
"Ginny!" yelled Ron the moment he spotted his sister, running to embrace his sister, who burst into more tears and hugged him tightly back.
"What happened to Remus?" asked Dumbledore the moment he reached them.
"I-I don't know," said Harry. "He fought with Riddle..."
Dumbledore's breath sucked in sharply, so Harry figured he knew who Riddle was.
"They fought for a long time, then Riddle got him and he went down, bleeding like this. Then I fought the basilisk, and killed it, and Fawkes healed it, and then I stabbed the diary, see..."
Harry waved the diary around frantically, and Dumbledore smiled, although he still looked worried. "I'm glad you're all right, Harry, but we must get Remus out of here. Stand back, the four of you."
Hermione clutched at Harry, who smiled weakly back at her as Dumbledore conjured a stretcher out of thin air and levitated Professor Lupin, still dripping blood, onto it.
"How did you get in here?" said Harry. "I thought the entrance sealed itself."
"It was Ron," said Hermione. "He was brilliant...he imitated your Parseltongue. After a couple tries he got it and the door opened."
"Wow," said Harry, shooting Ron a smile. Ron grinned back, looking pale under his fiery hair.
"It was Professor Dumbledore's idea," he said sheepishly.
They walked back down the tunnel at a brisk pace, the stretcher carrying Professor Lupin floating behind them.
"I want all of you to hold hands," said Dumbledore. "Harry, grab onto my arm while I'll hold Fawkes...yes, like that."
Harry gripped Hermione's hand on one side and grasped Professor Dumbledore's arm on the other. They all watched as Dumbledore reached up and grabbed Fawke's tail feathers.
An extraordinary lightness seemed to spread through his whole body and the next second, in a rush of wings, they were flying upward through the pipe. The chill are was whipping Harry's hair, and before he'd stopped enjoying the ride, it was over- all five of them were hitting the wet floor of Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.
Seconds later, the stretcher carrying Professor Lupin floated up through the hole, and the sink hiding the pipe slid back into place.
Myrtle goggled at them.
"You're alive," said said blankly to Harry. "What's wrong with Remus?"
With a flick of his wand, the stretcher bearing Professor Lupin zoomed towards the infirmary, Professor Dumbledore watching with a grim sort of resignation.
"Come with me, all four of you," he said. "Let's get you dry, warm and fed."
Ginny burst into more tears.
"Oh, Miss Weasley, don't worry," said Dumbledore soothingly. "I promise you won't be in any trouble. We'll get it all sorted out, even the business with Miss Clearwater."
"It's not that," cried Ginny. "It's only that...it's all my fault!"
"Now, when all is done and told, you'll find that isn't the case," said Dumbledore solemnly. "Let's go to Professor McGonagall's office, shall we?"
Professor Dumbledore in the lead, the four of them followed him out of the dank bathroom and into the hallway.
"Oh, and Harry," he said, smiling softly. "In all the excitement, I forgot to tell you. I've just come from the trial; your godfather, Sirius Black, has been acquitted. He's innocent."
Just the epilogue left. :) I hope you enjoyed it! Reviews are love! :)