Devotion (Snape × Student OC)

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I landed on a dirty and damp floor, stumbling slightly. Snape cast Lumos, his wand shedding light on the expansive, dingy tunnel. Dirt, old snake skin, and corroded bricks and stones littered the area. As we cautiously ventured further, a rattling noise echoed from the corner. I instinctively clutched my wand, startled by the sudden noise. In a rush, I darted towards Snape and nearly clung to the edge of his long cape, anxiously scanning the surroundings.

We creeped closer to the pile of stones and could vaguely make out faint voices in the distance. My ears picked up the sound of Ron's voice. Ignoring Snape's attempt to restrain me, I dashed ahead faster than he could react. He hissed angrily, his voice tense and hushed, "Come back here!" As I got closer, the voices became clearer, and I realized it was indeed Ron's voice mixed with another familiar voice.

I hastily looked back at Snape, my voice filled with urgency. "Professor, it's Ron and Professor Lockhart talking!" Snape, who was already nearby, quickly pushed me aside, brandishing his wand. "Reducto!" The pile of stones blasted away, revealing Ron and Professor Lockhart's terrified faces. Ron breathed a sigh of relief. "Merlin...thanks..." Snape's irritation was evident as he addressed them, "Why are you two stuck here? Where is your friend, Weasley?"

Lockhart stood up, stumbling like a toddler who had just learned to walk. He smiled carefreely, his tone light. "Oh wow, who are they, Ronald? Do they live here like you?" Snape's eyes flicked between Lockhart and Ron, a look of disbelief on his face. Ron quickly interjected, waving his hands. "It's a long story, I'll explain when we get out of here." Snape couldn't help but let out a dry, scoffing smile at Lockhart's predicament, the effects of the memory loss apparent. "Not that he would be of any use here, better if he stays behind. You two stay with him while I go find that troublemaker!"

I locked eyes with Snape, determination in my gaze. "I'm coming with you, Ron's wand is damaged, and he's unable to cast spells. I can offer some assistance, even if it's just a little." Ron, clearly disheartened by the state of his wand, nodded and gestured towards the path leading to the Chamber of Secrets. As we arrived at the entrance of the Chamber of Secrets, the large, round door was already open. The snake was deeply engrossed in its pursuit of Harry, unaware of Snape's presence until he stepped into the expansive chamber. Tom Riddle, the boy who was responsible for the chaos, narrowed his eyes at Snape's arrival and spoke again in Parseltongue.

However, before the snake could react, Snape quickly raised his wand and cast the spell "Obscuro." A jet of black light shot towards the snake's eyes, blinding it and disrupting its vision. Harry was in a desperate battle for survival, his lack of a wand leaving him at a disadvantage. His arms were injured from the snake's bite, making it harder to fend off the creature. In an attempt to escape, Harry dashed towards Snape, but the basilisk began to crawl towards Harry rapidly, its heightened sense of ground vibrations guiding it with incredible speed.

Snape slowly moved backwards, uncertain of how to tackle the massive creature. Tom Riddle stood above Ginny's body, a smug expression on his face as if he believed he had already won the battle. Suddenly, my legs moved on their own, and I hurled my wand toward Harry, who was moments away from meeting the basilisk. As the snake advanced, Snape tried numerous spells, attempting to slow down its pace, but the basilisk's momentum remained relentless.

My eyes caught sight of a dirty hat lying on the ground near the boy, something gleaming within it. Without hesitation, I sprinted towards the hat. A quick glance back showed Snape grabbing Harry's arm and pushing him to the side for protection. Snape still stood near the creature, his wand pointed at it, reciting the "Obscuro" spell in an attempt to keep it blinded and distracted. I frantically reached for the hat, rummaging through it and noticing something shiny.