HP - Shadow Monarch!

Chapter 81 - Basilisk 01.

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Third Person POV

Hogwarts.

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Moaning Myrtle floated aimlessly through the girls' bathroom on the second floor, passing by the old sinks and dusty mirrors. Her days were, as always, lonely and monotonous. Since becoming a ghost, her life—or existence, as she preferred to call it—had been reduced to watching over the empty and solitary bathroom, occasionally lamenting her fate and, of course, scaring any unsuspecting student who dared enter her current abode.

Today was no different. She had spent most of the time whimpering to herself as she had been doing all these years, bemoaning the injustice of her death after she saw those two shining eyes, her last memory before she found herself as a ghost.

As she was once again lamenting her existence while crying another night in that empty bathroom, she suddenly heard a faint, almost inaudible sound as the bathroom door opened.

'Someone's here?!' she immediately murmured. 'I'll scare this one like I do all the others!!' she exclaimed internally, quickly leaving the stall she was in and heading straight for the person walking in the middle of the bathroom at this hour of the night.

"What are you doing here?!" she immediately exclaimed, advancing towards a boy there.

But expecting a scare from the other party, what didn't happen was Snape looking at her immediately with a look of disdain.

Myrtle, expecting to scare a student, ended up being scared herself by the malevolent eyes of that student as they shone in blue, which made her quickly regret the idea of scaring him.

"AHHHHH!!!" Her scream was sharp and sad as she tried to quickly move away from that scary boy, but something even scarier happened as she tried to distance herself from Snape, who was looking unpleasantly at her and grabbed her arm, making her immediately feel touched by a living being, something that should be impossible.

"Hey, can you stop being so annoying?" Snape said angrily with these senseless screams of the ghost.

"What is this? How are you doing this?" Moaning Myrtle immediately exclaimed, scared, trying to release her hand as she was terrified while continuing to be held captive.

"You're that girl who died, aren't you?" Snape asked curiously to the ghost in front of him.

"Please, let me go!!!" She began to exclaim, trying to pull her hand away, not believing she could feel the touch of someone alive after so many years.

"You better stop moaning like that. It's been irritating me," Snape spoke in a dark tone, and this made her even more afraid of him, thinking that he was threatening her life at this moment. She immediately widened her eyes and put her hand over her mouth, trying to avoid screaming, but still looked at him frightened.

"Answer my question. You're that girl who died, aren't you?" He asked again.

She nodded carefully, shaking her head as she felt like crying, thinking she would die if she didn't answer any question from this student.

"Great. I want to ask you some questions," Snape began. "First, I need to know if you saw the basilisk," he asked, after all, it seems that she was the girl who died from petrification, but no one had been able to find the ancient snake... this happened in 1943, over 30 years ago.

She shook her head, not remembering having seen clearly how she died, just two big eyes.

"I see...." Snape murmured disappointed as the girl didn't really seem to know, so he continued his research with what the house-elves said, after all, the snake's chamber should be in this bathroom.