𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 (OC x OC)

[002] Chapter 30

Makayla

The phoenix drops the sorting hat in Harry's hands. We both look to each other, confused. What is a grouchy hat going to do to help us fight Voldemort?

"So this is what Dumbledore sends his great defenders? A songbird and an old hat," Tom walks away, to—what i'm now realizing is—the statue of Salazar Slytherin's face. He lets his hand out and speaks in parseltongue. The statue's mouth starts to open as Tom turns back to us, "Let's match the power of Lord Voldemort—Heir of Salazar Slytherin—against the famous Harry Potter and Makayla Malfoy."

We then see what hides behind the wall of the statue: a giant snake—the Basilisk.

Shit. Harry and I get the same idea: run.

We go in the same direction, splashing in the water on the only somewhat dry pathway in this entire sewer system. It's chasing us. It turns out, no matter what, whether it was due to Harry or to the Basilisk, I'm going to die today.

"Parseltongue won't help you now!" Voldemort shouts. "It only obeys me!"

Harry trips on absolutely nothing and falls to the ground, his glasses falling off of his nose. I look back and see the Basilisk hovering right over him, preparing to bite his head off. That is before there is a familiar: CAWWWWWW.

The phoenix returns, diggings its claws into the Basilisk's eyes, blinding it. Okay, that definitely helps. Thank you, Mr. Bird.

Harry and I watch through the shadow, knowing that if either of us look at it in the eye, we're toast.

"NO!" Voldemort screams. "Your bird may blinded the Basilisk, but it can still hear you."

The phoenix flies away, leaving the Basilisk, looking around blindly. I quickly pull Harry off the ground and drag him down the pathway, getting stuck at the end, not knowing if we should go right or left. Harry makes his decision before I can even notice he is gone. It appears that he wanted to split up. Great.

I go right, quickly realizing that there is way more water in this direction, making my footsteps way louder than I anticipated. This sends me into panic mode. I hear the Basilisk's body enter the water. I don't want to die. Death is probably the most terrifying thing I've ever come across. That means that I'd become a ghost. Do I look like I want to spend the rest of eternity here? No, so I need to think of something.

I turn down a random tunnel and run straight into a grate. Well, that's fucking great. I do not feel like proving Louis right for once and dying.

I yank at the grate, but it won't budge. Just as I go to get my wand out, I hear the Basilisk growl behind me. Slowly but surely, I turn around, pressing my entire body against the grate as the overweight snake slithers down the mini tunnel, sniffing for me. He gets awfully close to me. So close that my hair moves everytime it exhales. My eyes then give me an extremely late Christmas present. A rock.

You may be thinking... Makayla! What is a rock going to do? And I would reply, everything.

I grab the rock, managing to not make the slightest noise, and throw it across the tunnel. That's when it chases the noise, leaving me to sit in the water, releasing the breath I didn't know that my throat was holding captive. I don't stay on the floor for long, though, because I remember the entire reason why I came over here in the first place. Harry. I don't care if he could do this by himself, he's a kid. I can't just leave him. This shit is so unfair. I'm too tired for it.

I get up from the water, making a ruckus as I nearly slip back down, falling on my ass. I'm glad that my family went to the water parks without me. I land on my knee, quickly getting up. I felt a quick pain when I hit the concrete, but I'm guessing that the adrenaline rush numbed the pain almost immediately. Okay, enough talking about nerd stuff. The Basilisk.

I run down the opposite pathway that the Basilisk went and find myself back in the room with the statue of Salazar Slytherin in it. Harry is climbing up the statue as the Basilisk is trying to eat him alive. I see something in Harry's hand. A silver and red sword. Where the hell did he get a sword? Did he have one this entire time and not tell anyone?

The Basilisk rams its teeth into the limestone. That looks like it's painful.

The next time that the Basilisk goes to try and bite Harry, he points the sword outward. It goes through the Basilisk's skull the moment that it gets close enough to Harry.

It screams, somehow, tossing and turning in the air until it finally meets the floor, dying. Just before it fell to the floor, Harry got stabbed in the arm with one of the Basilisk's tusks. Hopefully he didn't get poisoned or anything. Oh, I'd never hear the end of that.