Chapter 14

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-Harry-

"Moaning Myrtle!" he called out when he got to the haunted bathroom "Are you there?".

Almost instantly one of the toilets exploded open in a shower of water and, well, what normally goes in toilets, making him take a couple steps back to avoid the overflow. "What do you want?" the ghost demanded as she rose from the toilet in what, he assumed, was supposed to be a dramatic entrance, however her choice of locations to haunt rather diminished this effect.

"I came to ask how you died." He stated simply causing the ghost girl to blink in shock before blushing demurely at what was, apparently, a rather flattering question.

"Ooooh, it was dreadful," she said with relish. "It happened right in here. I died in this very stall. I remember it so well. Id hidden because Olive Hornby was teasing me about my glasses. The door was locked, and I was crying, and then I heard somebody come in. They said something funny. A different language, I think it must have been. Anyway, what really got me was that it was a boy speaking. So I unlocked the door, to tell him to go and use his own toilet, and then -" Myrtle swelled importantly, her face shining. "I died."

"How?" he asked, urging her to continue.

"No idea," Myrtle answered in hushed tones, "I just remember seeing a pair of great, big, yellow eyes. My whole body sort of seized up, and then I was floating away . . . ." She looked dreamily at Harry. "And then I came back again. I was determined to haunt Olive Hornby, you see. Oh, she was sorry she'd ever laughed at my glasses.".

"Where exactly did you see the eyes?" he asked, adrenaline coursing through him in preparation for the battle to come.

"Somewhere over there." Myrtle said, pointing vaguely toward the sink in front of her toilet.

Quickly he hurried over to it, examining it all over, scouring every inch of its surface with his eyes and fingers, checking from the basin to the pipes below before he finally saw it, scratched onto the side of one of the copper taps was a small yet intricate snake.

"That tap's never worked," Myrtle told him brightly as he tried to turn it, just as the door burst open and the four heads of house, Dumbledore, and Lockheart barged into the bathroom.

"What are you doing in here Mr. Potter?" Professor Flitwick asked in shock.

"I believe I may have found the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets." He answered without turning around before leaning back up. "Hmmmm," he mused "perhaps Parsletongue is needed to open it.". "I command thee to open!" he hissed, ordering the entrance to open. Immediately the tap glowed with a brilliant white light and began to spin before the sink began to move; the sink, in fact, sank, right out of sight, leaving a large pipe exposed, a pipe wide enough for a man to slide into.

Hearing a gasp he turned to see the group of teachers standing shell-shocked before he stated "I'm going down there.".

"Well, you simply can't go on your own," Lockheart said with a cocky grin "I'll just have to come with you so you don't fail.".

Raising an eyebrow he grabbed the man's robes and dragged him to the entrance of the pipe before saying "If you're so eager to go with me then you can test the pipe first. Have fun." Before pushing the man off and into the darkness.

The man's screams of terror echoed up through the pipe for several seconds before there was a thump and then "You know, it's really quite filthy down here.".

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