HP chamber of secrets: Amelia's beginning (fanfic)

Chapter 9: the last chapter

Waiting for fangs to sink through my body I heard more mad hissing, something thrashing wildly off the pillars. I couldn't help it. I opened my eyes wide enough to squint at what was going on.

The enormous serpent, bright, poisonous green, thick as an oak trunk, had raised itself high in the air and its great blunt head was weaving drunkenly between the pillars. As I trembled, ready to close my eyes if it turned, I saw what had distracted the snake.

Fawkes was soaring around its head, and the basilisk was snapping furiously at him with fangs long and thin as sabers.

Fawkes dived. His long golden beak sank out of sight and a sudden shower of dark blood spattered the floor. The snake's tail thrashed, narrowly missing us, and before we could shut our eyes, it turned—I looked straight into its face and saw that its eyes, both its great, bulbous yellow eyes, had been punctured by the Phoenix; blood was streaming to the floor, and the snake was spitting in agony.

"NO!" I Heard Riddle screaming. "LEAVE THE BIRD! LEAVE THE BIRD! THE BOY IS BEHIND YOU. YOU CAN STILL SMELL HIM. KILL HIM!"

The blinded serpent swayed, confused, still deadly. Fawkes was circling its head, piping his eerie song, jabbing here and there at its scaly nose as the blood poured from its ruined eyes.

Jumping in front of Harry protectively, I yelled, "EXPELLI-- Ow!"

The snake's tail whipped across the floor again. I flew across the room and landed with a hard thud and a cry of pain.

I looked just in time to see Harry had ducked. "Run Harry run!!" I shouted at him, my voice echoing through the chamber.

Harry looked at me with a terrified expression then bolted in the opposite direction down one of the large tunnels. The basilisk slid across the room after him. With an exasperated sigh, I slowly stood up, my heart pounding out of my chest so hard that my ears throbbed in time with the beat. I wiped off some dust on My torn robes, noticing that I was bleeding in some spots, but I didn't care right now.

Adrenaline-fueled my veins so much that I couldn't feel pain, nor could I focus on anything else besides saving my friends. I looked around for my wand, but I couldn't find it.

I looked up to see Voldemort had it in his hands, waving it idly as he did with Harry's, a wicked smile curved on his face.

"Give it back, NOW." I sighed in annoyance, holding out my hand demandingly.

"You look familiar..." He hummed with a toying smirk as he circled me like a patient vulture, his eyes darting to my exposed face. My hood must've fallen down when I flew back. But I didn't care at this moment. I wasn't going to back down. "I've killed many families, so I wouldn't be surprised to see someone I knew."

"I'm not afraid of you, Voldemort. I never have been, and I never will." I stood tall and determined. Most of my words were just instinctual brave talk, (or stupidity) but I wasn't going to let him know that.

"Tsk tsk tsk... Brave big words for such a little girl~" he tilted my chin up with his finger to admire my scar, but I pulled away in disgust, my skin crawled just by looking at him. "I can FEEL your fear, girl. I can FEEL your hatred. You would do well by my side. As a powerful dark witch. And soon, I will be whole, then I can teach you." He said thoughtfully. I shuddered at the mere mention of it.

Glancing at Ginny on the floor, then the tunnel where Harry went down, I slowly raised my furious newfound confident eyes up at riddle and said, "you don't know me well enough, then."

Grabbing a large rock, I sprinted down the chamber floor and stopped at the front of the large tunnel. I locked my eyes on the basilisk and threw the rock at it. "Hey ugly!" I hissed in Parseltongue. The snake snapped his growling head to me. "Leave Harry alone!! Come and get some fresh meat! Cmon ya foul ugly, slimy gi-...! UH OH." The serpent slithered right above me in a Matter of seconds. Fearing for my life as acid drool nearly nicked me, I did what anyone else would in this situation...