𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒔 ☆ 𝑅𝑜𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑦𝑛 𝑃𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟

𝑌𝐸𝐴𝑅 𝑇𝑊𝑂 ☆ 17

Rosalyn's feet splashed on the ground as she bolted away. She vaguely heard Riddle say something in parseltongue, and then heard. "Parseltongue won't save you now, Potter! It only obeys me!"

Rosalyn didn't care. She ran for the exit but then had a sudden thought, Ginny! She tried to stop but the floor was slippy and she skidded to the ground, her body colliding with the hard stone floor. The basilisk towered over her, but she didn't look at it, she looked up when she heard another cry of the same bird. Fawkes was back.

Rosalyn looked at him until he flew above her, onto the basilisk's face, if it could be called so, and did something, she didn't know, she couldn't look, but in her periferall vision, she saw drops of blood fall the the ground. She looked up at the shadow on the roof and saw Fawkes flapping about on the giant serpent, but she wondered what was happening.

A few seconds later, Riddle gave her the answer. "Your bird may have blinded the basilisk, but it can still hear you!"

Rosalyn looked up because the basilisk was supposedly blinded, and saw Fawkes rush away. She silently thanked him again and then jumped up, knowing she had to flee.

The basilisk's head was flailing and Rosalyn took this as a time to run, but the snake's period of agony didn't last long, as its head snapped into its usual place and Rosalyn took off.

She turned down a tunnel with a low ceiling and the basilisk slithered after her. It burst through stone and when Rosalyn entered an even smaller tunnel, it was just small enough to fit.

Rosalyn was desperately trying not to make a noise as she splashed down the enclosed space, she reached a turn-off and went down it, but it was only a small place and it had bars at the end of it. She rattled them and tried to move them, but it didn't work, she peeked out the end of the turn-off and saw the basilisk, looking for fresh meat.

She backed up as her opponent turned the corner. The basilisk couldn't see Rosalyn, pushing herself up against the bars in fright, but if she made one noise, she would be killed.

The serpent opened its mouth, and Rosalyn saw a bucketful of saliva and those teeth, those horrible teeth that had deadly poison in them. Rosalyn knew that just a second's contact with those fangs and she was gone.

She had to distract it, and she very thankfully found a small rock near her hand, she gripped it and threw it, it wasn't hard, but it made a noise and that was what she needed, the basilisk turned its head, then slowly made its way towards where the sound had been.

Rosalyn watched all of the slimy, scaly body go past the tunnel, and then she ran back towards the main part of the chamber, where Tom was standing over Ginny. She knelt beside her and felt her temperature, it had dropped tremendously.

"Yes Potter, the process is nearly complete," Tom Riddle said smugly. "In a few moments Ginny Weasley will be dead, and I will cease to be a memory. Lord Voldemort will return. Very. Much. Alive."

Rosalyn was about to reply, but it was cut off by a great roar and crash behind her. She jerked around and saw the basilisk, blood red eyes, flailing around, and angry, very angry.

Fear consumed Rosalyn. Frozen on the ground where she was, she looked around desperately for something to defend herself against the monster. She spotted the hat, but her eye picked up something inside it, something that wasn't there before. It was a ruby encrusted hilt of a sword.

Without thinking, Rosalyn grabbed the hilt and pulled the sword out of the hat. It was silver, crafted beautifully and had a lethal, sharp point on the end of it. She held it up, and, even though she had no prior weapon practice, she suddenly felt like she could use the sword, like it was hers.