Shocked, Harry and Narcissa stared at the giggling Bellatrix who stood there, entirely naked, in the middle of the room.

"Now we're all even," she smirked and threw her wand on the table.

"Bella, what the fuck!?" Narcissa exclaimed in shock, her feet rooted to the spot, as she stared at her twin disbelievingly.

"What? It's only fair that everyone joins in the flashing, right?" The brunette replied unrepentantly. She turned toward Harry and unabashedly stared at him, licking her lips seductively as she took in the sight of his naked body. Her gaze lingered in all the right spots, admiring him with lustful eyes and envisioning how it would feel to have her hands all over him.

Meanwhile, despite whatever she might be feeling, Narcissa was not immune to the sight of a naked Harry either. She could feel her heartbeat quicken as she ran her eyes over his naked frame, much like her twin was, and similar feelings coursed through her. She had already touched him, but for the sight to be revealed added another layer to the attraction she had for this man.

The sensation was twofold for Harry as he took in the visions that the twins were. So similar and yet so different. Narcissa, with her blonde hair, and Bellatrix with her dark brown. That, combined with their facial features was where the differences ended. In every other aspect, they were so similar that he failed to tell apart any differences.

Their height was the same. Their physical attributes were the same. And the way they stood was so similar that it left no doubt in his mind as to the fact that they were twins. Their bodies were so proportionate that it filled his mind with desires he'd been feeling for the lovely blonde for so long now. He inched to reach out and indulge in the offering he had been inadvertently presented with, to touch her, to caress her, and to shower her with all the pleasure she deserved.

However, it was a similar feeling of attraction for Bellatrix that both surprised and excited him. Just like her twin, she had the perfect pair of tits he believed he would ever lay eyes on, albeit with a darker shade in the center. Just a tad though, he could not help but remark to himself. Her belly was just as flat as Narcissa's, and the neatly trimmed junction between her legs stirred forbidden emotions within him.

Narcissa and Bellatrix also stared, and their breaths hitched when they laid eyes on what lay between his legs. His manhood, stirring awake, began to rise until it was a protruding mast and never had a sight fascinated them so much. Their eyes were filled with wonder as they laid eyes on the first manhood they had ever seen, and they could not have stopped the stirring in their loins at the sight even if they'd tried. The fact that they were the causes behind his erection further fueled their arousal and they had to clench their toes while trying to control their breathing.

Fortunately, or unfortunately for some, Harry was the first to regain control over his emotions and he quickly flicked his wand, rendering him fully clothed once again in no time. That seemed to shake both the blonde and the brunette out of their combined stupor. Narcissa quickly dashed to the side, and Harry's eyes widened as they feasted on the delicious sight of the blonde with her tits flopping about and her arse jiggling sexily as she moved over to where he presumed her clothes must be.

He was a hot-blooded male, and there was no way he could have taken his eyes away from the alluring sight of his Cissa as she quickly donned her nightdress. He watched, brows furrowing slightly, as she walked back into the bathroom and emerged mere moments later with her wand.

"Any idea what she must be up to with her wand in the bathroom, my dear?" The sexy purr of Bellatrix made him shiver as she gently nibbled on his earlobe. He jerked slightly, turning around to face her just as Narcissa came over. "You must've left her all hot and bothered. Can't say I'd blame her. I've been doing the same ever since I fell for you."

Harry's eyes widened slightly as he stared at her.

"Dress yourself, Bella," the blonde said firmly.

"I don't wanna," Bellatrix replied, smirking. "This feels much more comfortable, and I'm sure the stud here would prefer I stayed like this, right?"

Harry's eyes darted from Bellatrix to Narcissa and try as he might, he could not help but envision Narcissa using her wand to pleasure herself after their date.

His mind played the vision of Narcissa with her legs spread wide and her wand pointed to her womanhood as she cast a spell to stimulate herself.

He firmly closed his eyes and tried to bring himself back under control.

'Fuck, I need to control my libido, but goddamn it's hard when I've got two of them like this,' he thought to himself.

Yet, understanding the situation they were in, he flicked his wand and in no time, Bellatrix was clothed in her previous attire as well.

"Bellatrix, go get changed and we can discuss what we need to," Harry said in as firm a voice as he could muster.

The pouting witch understood instantly and her expression sobered. With an understanding nod, she walked over to her closet and picked out her clothes. Harry and Narcissa watched her disappear inside the bathroom and the door closed behind her.

Narcissa turned around when she heard a sigh, and she stared at the tired visage of the man she loved. Stepping forward, she wrapped her arms around him, smiling when he pulled her closer. Her breath hitched, however, when she felt his erection against her lower belly.

"Ah, sorry for that," Harry whispered as he made to pull back. However, Narcissa refused to let him. He was surprised when she tightened her hold around him and pressed herself even closer, voluntarily rubbing her body against him.

"Don't," she replied. "I like it."

Harry's eyes widened slightly before his expression softened and he pulled her close, planting a soft kiss on top of her head.

"What did you mean by it?" She asked softly. "What you said to Bella… about discussing something?"

"Really? That's your first question? Not asking what I'm doing here in your dorm?" Harry asked mirthfully.

Narcissa pulled back and stared up at him in slight concern.

"Something tells me it's all connected," she said, cupping his cheek gently. "What happened, Harry?"

Harry leaned his face closer to the side, earning a smile from the blonde as she began caressing his cheek. He turned his face and planted a soft kiss on her palm.

"Something big. Just… just hear me out before you say anything," he whispered.

More than a little confused, Narcissa stared at him. She nodded just as the door to the bathroom opened and her twin entered, clad in a similar nightdress. Although hers was purple compared to her black, and while hers came to the middle of her thighs, Bella preferred even shorter ones.

Narcissa was slightly surprised when her twin made no quip upon seeing them embracing each other so intimately and her confusion intensified further.

"Ready?" Bellatrix's tone was all businesslike as she reached for her wand and flicked it. They watched the beds get closer and combine into one, large enough for the three of them.

"Bella?" Narcissa asked cautiously.

"After what happened, there's no way Harry would like sleeping alone, Cissy. Believe me," the brunette replied before she added quietly, "I don't want to either."

Narcissa turned her gaze to him, furrowing her brows when he released a tired sigh.

"Let's just get this over with," he muttered.

Bellatrix had already taken her place on one side of the bed and she patted the spot to her right. Sighing once again, Harry led Narcissa over to the bed. They made themselves comfortable with Harry between the two witches, both of whom stared at him caringly.

"You need to work a little on your ideas to cheer people up," Harry remarked, looking at Bellatrix. The brunette stuck her tongue out, coaxing a chuckle from him. "Still, thanks for that little distraction. I'm doing better now."

A warm smile from the brunette was all he got and Harry turned toward Narcissa who stared at them curiously.

"What's the matter, exactly?"

Harry sighed.

"Where to begin…" he muttered. "Alright. Rookwood asked to meet me yesterday…"

Narcissa listened to Harry as he explained how Augustus Rookwood approached him and expressed his desire to join his side. Her shock grew when he told her how Malfoy had arranged for those werewolves to attack them, and so did her ire when she heard what he had planned for both her and Harry. To think that the foul cretin would've made her a plaything for those creatures while killing Harry filled her with rage.

Harry firmly held her against him as he explained how he had managed to tip off the aurors who had struck the werewolves unaware.

"So that's why…" she whispered, earning a nod from him. She turned to regard him with a fierce glare. "He can't get away with this," she hissed. "He and all his cronies who were involved."

"Well, I don't think they are in any position to get away with anything," Bellatrix shrugged. Narcissa glanced at her twin before she refocused on Harry who took her hand and planted a soft kiss on her palm.

"When I dropped you back here, I felt a vibration from the galleon I'd given Rookwood. That's how he told me whatever was going on. Turns out, Malfoy, Lestrange, and a few of their fellow thugs had planned on killing me tonight."

"No…" Narcissa's whisper trailed off.

Harry nodded.

"Turns out they'd been following us since we got back to the castle. I saw the message and led them over to the owlery where no one would've reached us."

"Rookwood sent me the same message and I got there as quickly as I could," Bellatrix added gravely.

"What happened?" Narcissa asked softly.

Harry pursed his lips as he replied, "The moment I got inside, I transfigured a small piece of meat into my replica and left it standing in the middle of the room. Guess I should thank my genetics for being so good in transfiguration. It would've been a challenge for anyone to tell it apart. Once I was done, I used my invisibility cloak and hid in the corner. Those idiots barged in barely a few seconds later and I've got to give it to them. They showed no hesitation and the way they acted, it was clear they'd had a lot of practice in ambush."

Narcissa hung on to every word that came out of his mouth, her rage growing by the second.

"Dozens of cutting curses mutilated that transfigured replica within seconds. I kid you not, even I could not recognize it once they stopped. They were really very very ruthless," he muttered.

"Then?" Narcissa asked dispassionately.

"Then what? They began gloating, Malfoy in particular. How he was so disappointed that I didn't put up a better fight… How I was more pathetic than he'd thought… The usual bullshit. That was it. They cursed the mutilated replica again, and it was quite a variety. Cutting curses, gouging curses, bonebreakers—the whole lot. Nothing but entrails of the replica remained by the time they were done," Harry said dispassionately.

"Those vermin…" Narcissa seethed. "I always knew they were evil…"

Her anger was a quiet one and she was having a tough time articulating her words. Harry held her in his arms, rubbing soothing circles across her back as he tried to calm her. He could feel her shivering in rage, clenching his hand firmly in hers as she gritted her teeth hard.

"They're dead," Harry confessed finally, and immediately, Narcissa's grip loosened. Her eyes wide, she stared at him. Harry gazed back with intensity, his hold on her tightening, as he whispered firmly, "I'd been holding back for so long, hoping that they'd not turn out to be evil and there'd be at least a little bit of hope for them, but after what they did today, I realized there's no trace of humanity in their veins."

"We killed them all," Bellatrix affirmed, earning her twin's attention. The brunette nodded. "Mad dogs like them deserve to be put down, and after what they did, that was the least they deserved. No one fucking plots to have my sister violated by those evil bastards."

For a long while, Narcissa remained silent as she stared at the bed, and Harry frowned.

"Cissa," he said softly, making her glance at him.

"No…" she whispered. "I'm not mad at you two or anything. Don't worry. It's just… a bit shocking, that's all."

Harry nodded.

"Understandable," he replied.

"You really killed them all…" the blonde said softly.

"Rookwood got rid of Nott and MacNair. Bellatrix killed Yaxley and the two Lestranges. I cut off Avery's head," Harry nodded.

"And Malfoy?" Narcissa asked, her voice more akin to a growl instead of her usual calm.

"He's alive still," Harry admitted, earning a furious look from the blonde. "I believe someone else deserves to decide what happens with him."

Realization dawned on Narcissa instantly.

"Where's he?" She asked with a sneer.

"A well-hidden place," Harry replied. "A place where no one will find him."

Narcissa nodded.

"Tomorrow. We'll go tomorrow," she told him.

Harry nodded in understanding and smiled when she burrowed herself in his embrace. His arm tightened around her as he leaned back against the headrest.

Bellatrix watched them with a wistful smile as she sat to Harry's left. She wanted to be with him so much that it hurt, and yet she could not find it in herself to steal him from her sister. She loved her too much for that. She remembered how she had kissed him in the heat of the moment and how exciting it had felt, and she still chided herself for it. Teasing him was one thing but she had truly kissed him behind her sister's back.

She knew she would happily share him with Cissy so that she could be with him, but there was no way she would assert herself between them.

"Bella," Narcissa whispered, staring at her sister. The brunette's eyes widened slightly when her twin took her hand and pulled her closer, burying her with herself in Harry's embrace. Shocked as to what this might mean, she stared at her twin askance. Narcissa merely sighed.

"I love you too much to see you suffer, you idiot," she whispered, to her shock. She watched her twin pull back and softly kiss Harry who kissed her back passionately, pulling her close. Her twin pulled back and regarded her for a moment before she stared Harry squarely in the eyes.

"I love you Harry," she whispered. "I love my sister too. And I know she loves you as well. So I want to hear from you. Will you have both me and my sister?"

Bellatrix and Harry's eyes bugged out as the latter stared at Narcissa in shock.

A surge of emotions rose inside him. His hatred for what the Bellatrix in his previous timeline had done clashed with the adoration he had developed for the Bellatrix in his current timeline. She was not a maniacal bitch out for blood. She was not a blood purist. She was slightly unhinged, but she was not out of control like that madwoman had been.

She had successfully bound Rookwood in an Unbreakable Vow with him, and he knew it required someone to have firm conviction in the subject of the vow to be the binder.

She had openly expressed her desire to be with him and she never missed an opportunity of teasing him. She had stood with him against those junior death eaters and she had proven herself time and again how much she loved her sister and how much she cared for him as well.

This Bellatrix was in no way comparable to that Bellatrix, something Harry had come to realize a long time ago. She was a fun, witty, confident, and lovable young woman who he had come to like a lot.

Harry turned to Bellatrix who, for the first time since they'd met, looked like a deer caught in headlights. She stared at him with wide eyes, her mouth agape, and her breathing labored. Her ash-gray orbs which were so similar to Cissa's were filled with so many intense emotions that made her look more vulnerable than ever before.

"Bella," he said softly, and her breath hitched. He'd never called her that before. He glanced at Narcissa who smiled softly before turning back toward the wide-eyed brunette. "I would love to be with you as well, if you'll have me."

Bellatrix felt like she could fly. Her heart was suddenly filled with such intense emotions that they threatened to overwhelm her. No matter how much of a tease she was or how confident she usually portrayed herself as, right now, she was at a loss for how to react.

A small sob choked out of her throat and it didn't take long for her to break down. Harry quickly wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close, smiling when she clutched onto him hard. She buried her face in his chest and sobbed her heart out, muttering incomprehensible words as she shivered.

Narcissa stared at her twin and try as she might, she could not help but feel her heart fill with tremendous joy at the sight. She knew that under the veneer of outspoken vivaciousness, her twin was a vulnerable soul and there was no other man she trusted more than Harry to shower both her and her twin with all the love and care they could ask for.

"Bella," she whispered lovingly, jerking back when her twin abruptly pulled back and stared at her with wide, teary eyes.

"I kissed Harry today without telling you," she confessed in a shaky voice. "It was in the heat of the moment. I turned around and kissed him before he could even realize what was going on."

Surprised, Narcissa stared at her twin and Harry before she let out a small smile.

"I'm sure you can kiss him now with him knowing what's going on," she replied.

Slowly, Bellatrix turned toward Harry who, for perhaps the first time since he had arrived in this timeline, smiled at her with care and adoration. That was all the brunette needed as she swung her leg over his lap and straddled him. Harry had only a moment to secure his arm around her waist as she grabbed his face and firmly planted her lips on his.

It was a day of firsts, and Harry kissed her with equal enthusiasm. He relished in the soft moan she let out as he kissed her hard, pressing his lips against hers and probing with his tongue. She eagerly allowed him access and met his tongue with hers, instantly engaging it in a ferocious duel within the confines of her mouth.

Nothing else remained to be clarified. She had fallen for this man and he had accepted her. She had remained on the periphery for her twin who also loved this man and even she had accepted for her to be with them. Bellatrix felt that there was nothing else she could want in life as long as she could have them.

Harry could feel himself start to react as Bellatrix gyrated her hips on his lap instinctively and he voluntarily pressed himself against her. He had not wanted to admit it to himself but he had found her as irresistible as Narcissa since the very moment he had realized she was not the mad bitch her alternate self in his previous timeline had been. Everything he had seen of her had endeared her to him and even though he knew he wanted her on his side and not Voldemort's, he was relieved that he would not have to manipulate her.

He would not lie and say that he loved her as much as he loved Narcissa, but there were no doubts in his mind as to how much he adored her. She might be a bit unhinged but she was his unhinged lady now and he would not have it any other way.

"Alright, let's not get too carried away now," Narcissa interjected before things could get too heated. Reluctantly, Bellatrix pulled away from the kiss before a sly smirk grew on her face.

"Already can't get enough of me now, Loverboy?" She teased.

Harry found how further they'd gone when he realized he was cupping her arse over nothing but her flimsy panties under that thin nightdress she was wearing while she'd been eagerly humping her womanhood against his erection. There was a visible wet patch between her legs as she climbed off his lap and her nipples were poking against the fabric of her nightdress, something he realized was to be expected considering she was wearing no bra. The same was true, he realized, for Narcissa who was not wearing a bra either. He could also see how flushed she was as well and he could not help but smirk as he pulled her close.

Bellatrix also pressed herself against him, smiling when he wrapped his arm around her.

"Cissy," she whispered, glancing over at her twin. "Thank you."

Narcissa's eyes softened and she gently squeezed her twin's hand.

"We're two halves of a whole, Bella. I should've realized long ago that you'll follow me wherever I went."

"Two halves of a whole," Bellatrix smiled. "You got that right."

"I've been told this too many times to forget it," Narcissa chuckled. "Still, I'm sure we'll be happy together. Right, Harry?"

Harry glanced down at the twins and their identical ash-gray orbs that stared at him lovingly and he smiled.

"Right."

-Break-

"Where is it exactly, Harry?" Narcissa asked softly from under the invisibility cloak as they walked upstairs.

"We'll be there soon, Cissy," Bellatrix replied in his stead.

All three of them were under the cloak, with their backs pressing against Harry's front as they walked. It made for a tight fit but the cloak extended to accommodate them. Even then, it wasn't as if any of them would have complained about the proximity.

The previous night had been filled with nothing but relaxation and contentment after the adventures of the evening mere hours before they went to sleep, and sleep was all they did. Although it was a bit challenging for him considering he had two very curvaceous women draped over him, Harry had somehow managed.

Not all had been strictly off-hands though. Their hands had indulged in a fair bit of exploration over their clothes and it had come close a few times when they had almost given in to this newfound desire within them to feel each other as closely as humanely possible. However, they relented and went to sleep.

The morning had been an uneventful one if one did not count the obvious erection he had been sporting with his hands full of their shapely rears and Bella's obvious quip on how she would be eager to help him relieve it. It had taken Narcissa intervening to get things moving, and it was indeed necessary. They had matters to take care of.

They reached their desired floor and Harry steered them toward the destination. It was early in the morning and very few students were up and about, leaving them with ample privacy to move as they pleased. Yet, Narcissa had urged the use of the cloak and both Harry and Bellatrix had seen the wisdom in her suggestion.

"Why are we here?" Narcissa asked curiously as they entered through the open doors. Her confusion grew when Harry, instead of replying, removed the cloak from them and put it away.

"Just watch," Bellatrix said with an eager smile.

Narcissa glanced at her twin in confusion before she jumped slightly when she heard a hiss. Eyes wide, she stared at Harry's back.

"Parseltongue," she whispered.

"Indeed," Bellatrix smirked. "Another point in his favor when he talks with grandfather."

They watched how the sink suddenly sprang apart, forming a tunnel that would lead them into a freefall.

"What is all this?" The blonde asked as she stepped forward and leaned over to take in the sight of the dark void.

"The entrance to the Chamber of Secrets," Harry replied.

Narcissa's breath hitched as she turned to him.

"The Chamber of Secrets!?"

"The only one," Harry nodded, smiling. "Parseltongue is required to open it."

"And Malfoy's in there?"

"Seemed like the best place for him," Harry replied.

"That's why you said no one would find him," Narcissa recalled in realization. Harry grimaced slightly.

"Well, let's say there's only one person I know of who could find him in there, but he won't be able to step foot in this castle if I have any say in it," he said firmly. Narcissa glanced at him and nodded.

"How're we getting in?"

Instead of responding verbally, Harry pulled out a shrunken broom and enlarged it.

"Should be enough for us three to make the return trip as well," he said as he mounted it. "Come on, or would you like to slide down?"

Narcissa rolled her eyes as she climbed in front of him. Meanwhile, Bellatrix smirked and climbed behind him, wrapping her arms around his midsection and pressing her bountiful chest against his back.

"I know you love it," she whispered in his ear as she caressed his chest. Narcissa glanced back and merely rolled her eyes as she leaned against him.

"Can't deny the truth," Harry smirked back at the brunette whose smirk widened. Harry did not waste any more time and shot forward, diving right into the abyss as he whispered something in Parseltongue once again, making the witches shiver.

The entrance closed behind them, cutting off the source of light. Instantly, Narcissa lit her wand up and shot the light forward where it flew in front of them, guiding their path.

"Good girl," Harry whispered in her ear, making her grin. The grin vanished the moment she laid eyes on what awaited them on the floor.

"Bones," Harry muttered. "And shed skin."

"What kind of creature could have skin like that!?" She whispered.

"A basilisk," Harry replied. Her head swiveled around to face him and she stared at his serious face as he nodded. "Don't worry, I've taken care of it."

Narcissa could only shake her head as she looked ahead once again.

"You have to tell us everything one of these days," she muttered.

They stopped at the large round door that had a hand engraved on it. However, the fingers resembled snakes instead. Narcissa also spotted a snake on the edge of the door and as Harry spoke Parseltongue once again, the snake slithered around. The fingers cocked back one by one as the snake passed them with a loud clang echoing around the cavern. Finally, a bang sounded as the door opened.

Harry reached forward and pulled it, glancing behind at the two girls.

"Come," he said and began walking.

Narcissa stared around as she walked, taking in the legendary chamber that every student who had ever been a Slytherin had aspired to find one day. Here she was, inside the very chamber that any of her housemates, past or present, and all the alumni, would kill to set their sights on. However, her wonder did not say for long as it was replaced with disappointment at the sight of the damp and dingy room with nothing but mold and algae growing all around.

"Not what you expected?" Harry asked mirthfully as he took in the expression on her face. "Don't worry, Bella was the same yesterday."

He led them forward into the chamber proper and this is where the wonder struck Narcissa. This looked like something that belonged to the legendary founder of Hogwarts. From the massive snake statues flanking the long pathway in the middle that led to what looked like the founder's statue, it was something straight out of someone's fantasies.

They walked forward, and Narcissa immediately spotted the swine. Malfoy was hanging off the ceiling, upside down, with a crude iron chain wrapped around his legs to hold him right above the pond that she could see in front of the founder's statue. The ponce was unconscious, suspended above the surface of the water, and Narcissa hated the tranquil demeanor on his sleeping face.

As they reached the pond, the blonde flicked her wand and a violent fist of water sprung out of the pond and socked the Malfoy heir straight in the jugular, sending him gasping as he was roused from his slumber.

"Ahhhh!" The ponce cried out as he flailed about.

"Nice of you to finally wake up," Narcissa called out in a seething voice as she glared, and slowly, Malfoy turned his eyes toward them. His wide eyes stared at them for a moment, traveling from one to the other before he seemed to recall the events of the evening prior.

"You cunts," Lucius Malfoy bit out, fuming. "Don't think you'll get away with what you've done. You have no idea what you've done. No idea who you've messed with!"

"Your swine of a master will have it soon enough, Malfoy," Harry retorted calmly. "Voldemort. That's who you're so proudly clamoring for, right?"

He relished the look of absolute bewilderment on the blonde ponce's face.

With a feral grin, Harry continued, "Your fucking master, whose cock you assholes choke on every fucking day, will have his due soon, Malfoy. But your turn comes before him."

"H-how…"

"Oh, I know more than you can imagine, Malfoy," Harry seethed. "That filth will fall, and with him, this entire dogma of pureblood bullshit you and your kind spews for all to be disgusted with. Your cronies died yesterday, but I did tell you someone else will deal with you."

Stepping forward, Harry wrapped an arm around Narcissa's waist and pulled her close.

"Here is your executioner, Lucius. I hope you're happy, as this is the most you're going to get from my Cissa here."

Lucius Malfoy seethed. He glared at the bastard before his eyes fell on the bitch.

"Get on with it, you slut," he hissed, and Narcissa's eyes narrowed further. On Harry's other side, Bellatrix glared hatefully at the bastard as she brandished her wand. Harry quickly took her hand and shook his head, making her click her tongue in annoyance but put her wand away.

"I should've recognized the filth in you, you bitch," Malfoy continued. "The filth of your blood traitor sister must have run deep. A fucking shame, what's happened to the new generation of the Blacks. A bunch of blood traitors and mad cunts. I guess it's my fortune you found your place with the filth you deserved instead of desecrating the walls of Malfoy Manor, tainting it with every disgusting mudblood breath of yours."

Narcissa stared at Malfoy emotionlessly, further adding to his ire.

"Still got your mouth choked with that bastard's dick, you whore? Can't speak now?" He cried out. "I would've given a fat load of galleons to see you getting choked by those werewolves as they passed you around like a spliff. That's what you deserve for sullying yourself with filth."

Harry and Bellatrix were standing with their hands clasped, and both could feel the other's rage given how tight their grip was. Narcissa, meanwhile, stayed perfectly calm and composed as she gazed at the bound and hanging form of Malfoy with emotionless eyes.

"Harry," she said softly. "Where is the basilisk's corpse?"

Although slightly surprised, Harry was more intrigued.

"Inside that pond," he replied.

Narcissa nodded.

"Can you get rid of all the water from the pond, please?"

Shrugging, Harry waved his wand and created a small vacuum that sucked out all the water from the deep pond, leaving at least a fifty-foot deep trench with the basilisk's corpse at the bottom.

Lucius' eyes widened at the sight of the creature and he could do nothing but stare. He blinked when suddenly, a blue glow enveloped the creature and it began to rise.

A foreboding feeling overtook him as he tore his eyes from the ascending corpse and stared at the blonde who had her wand pointed forward, its tip glowing blue as she commanded the corpse to rise.

"What are you doing, Cissa?" Harry asked curiously, looking down into the trench. The corpse was more than halfway up.

"Nothing less than he deserves," she said dispassionately. The corpse kept ascending and they kept watching until it rose above the level of the chamber floor. Malfoy's face was a mere two feet away from the corpse and he shut his eyes firmly.

"Scared?" Narcissa called out icily. "I've not even done anything yet."

Malfoy kept quiet, his eyes shut firmly.

Narcissa scoffed silently to herself as she waved her wand, and a set of chains emerged from the floor, wrapping around the basilisk's corpse and keeping it upright in the air, its face a mere two feet away from Malfoy's.

"Come on, let's go," she said as she turned around, and Harry could only shake his head in wonder.

"You, girl, are my twin," Bellatrix smirked as she linked her arm with her sister who merely stared at her in amusement.

"Let him stay alive," Narcissa said as they walked toward the exit. "He shall spend all his time now with the horrifying sight of that basilisk's open maw right in front of his face. Let's see how long he can keep his eyes closed."

Without another backward glance, the threesome exited the Chamber of Secrets.

TBC.

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