ABANDONED || Me and my Evil Cousin

XIX - Yellow Eyes

I just stood there. So now I have to choose between death, and killing others?

To me, a selfless person, the answer was obvious. It would have been obvious, if my friends didn't have to die with me.

But they're not helpless. I'm not helpless. I could tell the monster to leave us alone - the odds are that it would listen to Tom, but there is the tiniest chance we could get away. But it was so risky!

My head was spinning. But I decided.

If these were the last words to ever come out of my mouth, they will have to be confident. I'm going to have to stand up to him, with all its consequences. I was scared but I would do it. Whenever he did bad things, at the orphanage, I'd be standing at the back and not intervening. But now, it was time to intervene.

"I don't want to kill people, Tom. You see, I would rather die from that stupid monster, whatever it is, than kill people with it. Me and my friends - we will catch you. Reveal your disguise for once and for all. And you may already know this, but I hate this family I was born into. I hate that they left me at that orphanage. I hate that my ancestor was the person who made this chamber. And I hate being related to you. I - I just hate it all. And anyway, I'm a Ravenclaw. Not a Slytherin."

There was a moment of silence. Deadly silence. He obviously thought I would pick the other option.

He glared at me angrily and pointed his wand out at me.

"Have it your way then, little cousin. Petrificus Totalus."

Immediatley, as the words left his lips, I fell to the floor, as stiff as a board.

It was the Full Body Bind curse. An amateur spell, but it was working well. Exactly as he wanted it to go, I'm expecting. I tried with every inch of my strength to get up, but there was no use. I was stuck there.

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I heard the slam of a door - the door to the bathroom. What I presumed was the entrance of the Chamber of Secrets.

He was about to open it - and I had no way at all to stop him. I was so close to doing it but I couldn't.

And now, my friends were going to be attacked. And it was all my fault.

All I could hear was the evening wind blowing through the glass windows, and the distant footsteps of students who were past their curfew.

I was lying there for a whole five minutes. Everything I tried to get up was not working. And nobody noticed me - at all.

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I could hear some people coming closer. I tried to look up to see who they were and I gasped in fear as I recognised one of the people as Myrtle - Mary's little sister.

The girl next to Myrtle was about the same age, but considerably taller with light brown hair and Slytherin robes. She gave off the distinct aura of a bully.

I heard the Slytherin girl say something to Myrtle. "Hey there Myrtle four eyes. Look where you're going! Bet you can't see even with those on!" She let out a laugh.

I felt so angry at that girl. She was going to make Myrtle cry.

And she did. But to my horror - she was turning in the direction of the bathroom.

Myrtle Warren. You can go anywhere to cry. You can go up to Ravenclaw Tower. Out to the grounds. Maybe even in a broom cupboard - if you really want to. Anywhere in the world except that bathroom. The bathroom where Tom and a monster will appear any second now.

I tried screaming out. I tried it until my throat went sore. I tried telling her not to go in there.

But she did. She had gone into the danger zone.

The next minute was torture for me. Any second now, Tom would come out.

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The noise came. A clank of something closing. And then I heard a huge thing slithering along the floor.

I then heard Myrtle open her cubicle door. "Hey! Go and use your own toilet!" she said.

Then, Tom said "Kill Her". Presumably in Parseltongue. I was horrified, and so sad.

There was a high pitched scream and then a moment of silence.

The world seemed to spin around me and a wave of darkness engulfed me. Myrtle had died. And I felt so guilty, like it was mostly my fault.

Twenty seconds passed and I heard more footsteps coming across the corridor. Two more girls. One with short black hair - the other with long strawberry blonde hair tied up in a plait. Mary and Liza!

I saw them notice me lying on the floor.

Liza took out her wand, and a second later I was free again.

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"Violet, what happened?"

"Are you OK? We were seriously so worried about you!"

They were all around me and asking questions. I could barely speak. But I had to.

"Tom. He's opened the chamber. And he's just killed - killed Myrtle."

They both looked at me in shock. And then Mary ran into the bathroom - screaming and crying. "MYRTLE!!!!"

It's dangerous, but I can't blame her. I have no idea what it's like to have a sibling but I sort of know how it feels.

Me and Liza just looked at each other.

"Liza, we've got to go back!"

I was turning to go, but she was looking at something else. As the door creaked open.

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Tom was standing there and next to him was what I identified as a Basilisk. A dangerous creature that can kill if you look in its eyes.

We both turned around as quickly as we could and started running across the corridor.

"LIZA!!! HAVE YOU GOT ANYTHING?"

She nodded, taking out a small mirror out of her pocket. It was damaged, but was our only weapon.

"VI! TRY AND TALK TO IT!!! YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO TRY!!!"

I tried my hardest to switch from English to Parseltongue, while running at the same time.

Breathlessly, I said "Basilisk, leave us alone. I may not be the heir but you'll have to listen to me!!!"

No use. "Ah. The girl speaks. But I do not take your orders - you are not the true heir..."

"IT'S NOT WORKING! WE JUST HAVE TO KEEP RUNNING!!"

We were reaching the end of the first floor corridor.

We knew we had to turn around. Liza held out her mirror out in front of her, while I ran over down the stairs.

Looking up, I saw Liza fall down. Not her too? The best she can be is petrified. I don't want to have caused two deaths tonight. I held my hand over her chest, and thankfully I felt a heartbeat. She's just petrified.

I then felt a survival instinct kick in. I went and lied down on the floor. I wanted him to think I was petrified too.

And it seemed to be working. He was going, and I was waiting for the moment where I could get up. I could tell people what happened. Who the heir really is.

A/N Whew! Just finished the longest chapter I ever wrote XD (the people who write like 3000 words for each chapter are probably looking at this thinking 'thats not long'!) It felt really sad writing Myrtle's death. I also had to petrify Liza - as it will fit in with the storyline. Also sorry for changing the update schedule - it's just because I started back at school yesterday. As always please review the story if you enjoyed it :)