Life at Hogwarts I getting worse and worse, if one of us has to go to the bathroom then we go in will the rest of the class stands outside. Having nineteen students and a teacher impatiently waiting for you to 'get a move on' doesn't make the progress go faster, especially when they are shouting it through the door. Then we have to walk from class to class in a tightly packed group, everyone nervously looking over their shoulder or walking back to back with someone else. To make it worse, our exams out still scheduled for the first of June. I guess mass panic, students being petrified left and right and our headmaster being fired doesn't stop them from wanting to test us on what we have learned.
The constant talk in the halls or will our packs is about Dumbledore being fired and Professor McGonagall taking his place as Headmaster or in her case Headmistress. Everyone, except the Slytherins, are of the opinion that we need Dumbledore here more than ever now that the attacks have gotten worse.
Im a wreck, every morning when I look in the mirror I see how pale and tired I look. I want to talk to Tom about everything but I know I can't, although whenever I think about something I can hear a voice in the back of my head that sounds suspiciously like Tom's. If Im talking to a muggle-born student I can hear 'Mudblood' being muttered over and over in my head, in Tom's voice.
The worst part is I only have myself to blame. No don't blame yourself Ginny, remember it was Hagrid who opened the Chamber fifty years ago, it's Hagrid. No it isn't, I try to block the voice in my head out. It isn't Hagrid's fault, it's mine. Im the one attacking everybody. No it's Hagrid and his beast. No it's me, I've let this got to far. I have to tell somebody. Why? I just have to. Why would you tell? You will be found guilty and everyone will know you were the one attacking innocent people. No my classmates will understand when I explain. Sure your classmate might but what about your brothers? Won't Ron be upset when he finds out you attacking Hermione? Percy will never speak to you again when he knows what you did to his girlfriend? Their my family they have to forgive me. What about Harry he isn't family, he owes nothing to you, he doesn't have to forgive you especially when he knows you attacked his best friend and put the blame on him for it?
I gripped my head in my hands, trying to block out Tom's voice in the back of my head. I have to tell somebody. I need to tell Harry, I need to come clean to him and hope he forgives me. Harry needs to know, Harry is nice, Harry will understand. Harry...
I will just tell him how I was stupid, I wanted a friend, I discovered Tom, I trusted Tom. You can still trust me. I shook my head, blocking him out. I can't trust Tom. I walked down to the Great Hall to tell Harry, knowing that Im doing the right thing. I headed to the Gryffindor table and sat by Ron, who was too distracted by Professor McGonagall talking to notice me. I picked at a piece of toast, crumbling it into dust. I saw that my hand was shaking, maybe I should it something. I reached for the pitcher of pumpkin juice, I couldn't grip it and ended up knocking it over and staining the white table cloth orange.
"What's up?" Ron asked me, righting the pitcher and then helping himself to more porridge.
I couldn't speak, I brought my hands down to my lap and tried to smother the wrinkles out of my robes. I decided it was a lost cause and started to twist my hands together. I glanced down the Gryffindor table, checking to make sure nobody could overhear us.
"Spit it out," I leaned forward but then decided that looked I was about to gossip, I leaned back but somebody might hear me from here. I continued to rock back and forth, trying to get the guts to tell Harry. If Im going to talk to Harry I can't look him in the eyes, I'll start to blush and then I really won't be able to talk.
"I have to tell you something," I mumbled, careful not to look Ron in the eyes either, in case he can see my shame.
"What is it?" Harry sounded like he was intrigued.
"What?" I could hear the annoyance in Ron's voice. I defiantly have them intrigued but now I just have to tell them.
"Is it something about the Chamber of Secrets? Do you know something? Have you seen anyone acting oddly?" I new Harry would understand.
I took a deep breath, determined to tell him but I was interrupted. "If your finished eating, I'll take that seat Ginny. Im starving, I only just got off of Patrol Duty."
I jumped up as if my seat were on fire and quickly headed out to the Great Hall. I can't tell them in front of Percy, he will never forgive me. Percy will never forgive me for attacking his girlfriend. If I can't face Harry, I can't face anybody. I ran to the tree by the lake and leaned against it, letting my tears roll free. I pulled the little black book from my pocket ready to throw it in the lake and done with it forever. Just do it Ginny, erase the memory of what happened this year. It's alright The Mandrake draught is nearly ready, everyone will be healed by tonight.
When they come to life won't they just tell how it was you? You will be expelled and I know you don't want to be expelled Ginny. I have to face the consequences of my actions. I only care that they do something about you, I'll face being expelled as long as you can no longer bother me. I never want to hear from you again, go away Tom. I can't go away Ginny, Im a part of you. I know you won't do anything about me Ginny, you're afraid of me. Im not afraid of you anymore.
I knew this to be true as soon as I though of it, I don't have to be afraid of Tom. Im Ginny Weasley Im not afraid of anything. I can feel that Im slowly turning back into my old self. You may think that but you should be afraid of me, Im more powerful than you. No you aren't and I just want you to leave me alone. Oh I will as soon as you do one more thing for me. You won't leave me alone, you will just keep on bugging me. You're a liar for I know that it will never be over. Just one more thing, I promise. Your promises mean nothing to me and if you want me your going to have to come and get me.
Tom did he came and got me but I put up my best fight. The fight was all inside my head, literally. I thought about my family and Harry, I thought of their love for me. I almost won with it, I would have would have won it if it weren't for my moment of self doubt. I doubted Harry's love for me for one second and that was how Tom got me. He was practically dragging me down the deserted hallway's of Hogwarts and I kept up a chant of 'Where are you taking me?"
I fought and fought but Tom still made me to his bidding, he made me write one last message on the wall, right underneath the one I wrote on Halloween night. He made me open a secret passageway and all I could think about was the mirror in front of it and my reflection in it. My red hair was no longer flaming, it was dull and colorless. My brown eyes no longer shined, they just looked dead and sunk in. I looked like a skeleton, I shuddered, Tom's message made complete sense now. Her skeleton will lie in the Chamber forever. I now know what deep inside me I knew the whole time, Tom never was my friend he wanted to use me and then kill me.
Our destination was, of course, the Chamber of Secrets. The chamber was lined with serpent carved columns. In a eerie sort of way it was amazing, as I glanced around the Chamber I felt as if someone knocked me to the ground. As I hit the cold stone floor, my last ounce of energy was drained from my body. My vision became blurry, I felt someone watching me and glance up to see a tall black haired boy. At first my heart leaped in my chest because I thought it was Harry but it was only Tom. He had a light about him, as if he were an angel but I know better now, he's no angel.
Your dying Ginny Weasley, you have been making me stronger all year. Once you are gone I will live, your life in exchange for mine. No I will not give up, I will fight to the end and I will win, you will never posses me again. You don't have the strength to fight me you silly little girl. I may not but Harry does. Harry Potter can not defeat me, my Basilisk will devour you first and then your beloved next. Exactly what you wanted to be with Harry forever. I didn't want it to end like this, It won't end like this. I won't let it.
There are some things you not control in this world and your death is one of them. No, no, not like this, not like this. Tom grew smaller and smaller until he was nothing at all.