Another Potter ( x Draco Malfoy probably)

Stuck with Ron

This will be promising.
Enjoy and comment.

Nat POV.

I enter the girl's bathroom quietly. Myrtle is floating around, crying.

"Hey, Myrtle." I say softly to not frighten her or anger her.

"Oh. Slytherin girl, come to talk?" She turns to me.

"Yes, I was wondering how did you die?" I ask and lean on the wall.

"It happened right here- Harry!" I smile at my brother. He comes with a very uncomfortable Ron who is holding a wand to Professor Lockhart. The guy seems to be pissed beyond belief and looks like he's reliving every choice he had to make to see where he went wrong.

"Hey Myrtle. What are you talking about?" Harry sends me a knowing look that, thank god, isn't realized by Myrtle. The girl is has the biggest crush on my brother and it's no secret.

"About how I died. It happened here. I was hiding here because my class was laughing at me because of my glasses. I was crying. Then I heard noises. Somebody came in."

"Who was it Myrtle?" Harry asks.

"I don't know! I was distraught! " She answers offended. She then starts sobbing. I slap Harry lightly.

"That was not nice Harry, be kinder." I scold him, hoping it would ease Myrtle and make her continue with her story.

"But they were speaking funny, like a made-up language. That's when I realized it was a boy talking so I unlocked the door to go up to him and tell him to GO AWAY but oh! I died." She is floating in front of us now.

"Just like that? How?" Harry asks softly-ish.

"I don't know. I only remember a pair of grey big yellow eyes over there on that sink." She points to the one she means, which is helpful because there are about 6 sinks.

Harry and I approach it. I trace over the snake details. Harry looks at it to.

"This is it. I think this is the entrance of the Chamber of Secrets." I nod at Harry and glare at our Professor.

"Guys, say something. In parcelftongue, go on." I look at Ron, then at Harry.

"The honor's yours, Hazza." Harry seems to be thinking until he starts talking in parcelforce. I have to admit that I like the sound of parcelforce. The top of the combined sinks open and the sinks separate.

My mistake, there are 8 sinks.

In the middle there is a hole, a deep one to that you don't even see the ground.

"Sweet." I mutter.

"Haha, well done Harry. Good work. Now, I'll be leaving. You won't be needing me anymore." He tries to leave. Harry and Ron try to push him back so I kick him in the chest. Which is why he almost falls down in the hole.

"You first." Harry takes his wand out as well since Ron is already in position. I roll my eyes and grab a taser from my secret holster.

"Now boys and girl, what good would that do?" He almost stutters. Can't believe thus is a professor of the DADA.

"Better you than us."

"I agree with him for once." I point out. Ron looks at me as if saying not now. Lockhart has the expression as if we made a valuable point and he can't disagree. He looks behind him and gulps. He then turns around.

"You sure you don't want to test it firs-ahhh!" He falls down. I turn to Ron impressed.

"Didn't think you had it in you, Ronald."