𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦, 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦
𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘺, 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘺
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IN WHICH, a girl hiding her insecurities with a mask becomes a witch...
YOU HAD BEEN HAVING LOTS OF FUN SUBTLY CONTROLLING THE BASILISK, GREATLY CONFUSING TOM AND MAKING HIM THINK THE BASILISK WAS DEFYING HIM.
you snort as the basilisk towers over harry, but feel a slight pang in your heart as that phoenix flies down, scratching it's talons over the basilisk's eyes.
you frown slightly sadly, kaburamaru and urara hiss sadly, you stroke the two of them.
"we can't save him.." you murmur.
"no!" tom shouts, "your bird may have blinded the basilisk, but it can still hear you"
you watch as the basilisk blindly follows harry into a tunnel system, only able to track him from the audible sound of his feet slapping on the ground.
a smirk rises on your lips, whispering continuously, "stop. go. stop. go" watching in amusement as harry's and tom's face morph in confusion as the basilisk jerked oddly.
as you had a mask covering the lower half of your face, tom couldn't even tell it was you ordering the basilisk and thought something was wrong.
you watch as the basilisk crosses into another tunnel, harry now running out.
harry runs over, crouching by ginny.
"yes, potter. the process is nearly complete"
you stare between the two.
you look down at ginny, she was pale as a ghost.
harry places his hand on hers.
"in a few minutes, ginny weasley will be dead, and i will cease to be a memory. lord voldemort will return.. very much alive"
you deadpan.
"ginny?" harry says quietly, but he jumps as the basilisk emerges out from the ground near the large face.
