Truth?or Lies?

Chapter 13

Cecil POV

I sit in the Hufflepuff common room, pondering over some whether or not to return to Beauxbaton tomorrow. Crudele plays with her wand, not bothering to wonder. I'm guessing she'll just go stay with her Mum, she never cared about school and this is an easy way out. "Would you quit playing around? Its bugging me. Besides, don't you have packing to do?" I say, slamming my own wand down. "Oh, Cecy, don't be like that. I'll make you a deal, take a walk with me and I'll go pack," she replies, knowing I'll agree. I stick my tongue out her and snatch up my wand, stuffing it in my pocket. She stands up and heads for the entrance, me following. Lets see who she wants now, I just hope he isn't a bad kisser I think, knowing just what we're doing. Crudele leads me down to the dungeons and I sigh, realizing its one of the slimy Slytherins she's going after this time. Knowing her, she's already made an arrangement with him, and she's hoping I don't hate her afterwords. I hear footsteps behind me and Crudele smiles innocently. Here goes nothing I think, turning to see who she's making kiss me this time. I see his platinum blonde hair and try to turn back around, but he's already grabbed my arms roughly. He glares behind me at Crudele, which I very much want to do as well, and pushes his mouth to mine. I squirm, kicking and smacking him, but his grip's too tight. As a last resort, I bring my knee up into his groin, and he lets go, wincing in pain.

Crudele POV

"WHAT THE HELL MALFOY?!?!" Cecy screams angrily. She knows, or thinks she knows, what's going on, but she likes making a scene. "I only did that to get my wand back before they close the school, blood traitor," Malfoy replies coldly. This makes my friend snap. "BLOOD TRAITOR??? YOU'RE THE BLOOD TRAITOR YOU FOUL PIECE OF SCUM!! REAL PUREBLOODS DON'T KISS RANDOM PEOPLE JUST TO GET THEIR WAND BACK, COWARD!!!" I smirk, leaning against the wall, as Malfoy tries to threaten her. "Just wait til my father hears about this, you calling a Malfoy a blood traitor," he sneers. Well, let him see how that works. "OH YOUR FATHER'LL HEAR ABOUT THIS, WILL HE? AND WHAT'S HE GONNA DO WHEN I'M GOING BACK TO BEAUXBATON TOMORROW???" I sigh, glad he's getting what he deserves for attacking a defenseless snake. Or maybe not so defenseless, as I was able to use a wand. Oh well, he still attacked a snake. "THAT'S RIGHT, TAKE THE COWARDS WAY OUT!!" Malfoy yells, loosing his calm demeanor. This makes Cecy even madder than being called a mudblood. "I'M NOT A COWARD FOR NOT WANTING TO ABANDON MY FAMILY!!" she shrieks, and I see her pull out her wand. "As much as I'm enjoying this, I think its time Cecil and I left before a teacher comes," I say, stepping between them. Cecy rolls her eyes at me, lowering her wand, and Malfoy narrows his eyes at me. "I want my wand back, mudblood," he sneers. Cecil goes to lift her wand again, but I shake my head at her and toss the idiot his wand. "Never mess with Cecy without a wand," I suggest to the Slytherin as me and Cecil leave the dungeons. "I can't believe you like that twit," my only friend comments. I shrug and shift into my snake form for some quiet, not caring that Cecil now knows what animal I become.

Sole POV

I come into semi consciousness and see random blurry things. I'm partly aware that my mouth is parted, but I can't make any sense of it. My mind is as blurry as my vision. I remember the hunger from before and wonder absently what happened to it. Another memory comes to mind, luckily not the...no, I won't think about it. This memory is a cloudless clear sky, not a sliver of the moon visible. I remember a man pointing something, a wand, at me. And a woman smelling of fear. Another man smelling of excitement. My mind draws a blank when I try to think of why I could smell fear and excitement. Another memory snakes its way back, and I try to push it away as soon as I realize what it is. I succeed for a few seconds, but then yellow eyes burn brightly in my vision and I loose consciousness again.

Crudele POV

As I slither through the school, my tricolored scales shining, I remember just earlier, when we found out Weaselette had been taking into the Chamber of Secrets and the school was going to close. My mind whirls as I think of what I could do if I made my way down there. I pass Lockhart's classroom and pause, listening to the voices talking inside. I hear a thump and then. "Shouldn't have let Professor Snape teach us that one," I think Harry Potter said furiously. Another thump and, "What d'you want me to do?" Lockhart replies weakly. "I don't know where the Chamber of Secrets is. There's nothing I can do." "You're in luck," Harry again, and I see him forcing Lockhart to his feet at wandpoint. "We think we know where it is. And what's inside it. Let's go." They, and a redhead, walk out of the office and I slither into the shadows quickly. Once they pass, I follow them, hoping to help my beloved King. They lead me to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, and I follow them inside quickly. The potter kid heads over to the sink and, after a few failed attempts, says, "open," in my beloved parseltongue. The sink slides down, and the three of them slide into the pipe, me following without hesitation.