Bad Romance

Pride

-From Violet's POV-

I was sitting perched on top of the overly-extravagant sinks in the bathroom, awaiting for Albus' answer. "You got a letter about ME and my mother and didn't tell me??" I spit at him.

"You dismissed me and said you didn't want to hear it!" he retorts. I cross my arms and tilt my head slightly.

"You really believed I wouldn't want to hear about myself??" I reason. He lets out a soft sigh and then he explained everything in the letter. How the Chamber was hard to find, how Dementors were guarding it, everything. I threw my hands up in defeat. "Well how in the hell are we supposed to find this Chamber??" I ask.

"I dunno, but I had an idea from a book I read; your father's Basilisk- do you know where and how he was able to keep it on school grounds for so long??" he asked. I rolled my eyes up in thought for a minute, my lips and my eyebrows scrunching up together. I looked back at him and sighed.

"Well, when I was small, he always read this one fairy tale to me- I have NO idea if this is even remotely true- but it was called Peter Python and in it, the boy could talk to snakes and he kept them hidden in pipes and wet areas, like swamps, the sewer, all those." I explain. Albus just looked down in thought and began to try and piece it together when we were interrupted by Myrtle's loud fit of moaning. I turned my head to her. "Do you ever stop crying??" I snap at her, causing her to fly over to me, stopping right in front of my face.

"Maybe when you die a horrendous death at the hands of some estranged monster over holiday break and spend the rest of your afterlife being harassed, you'll understand!!" she wailed out at me.

"Wait- Myrtle, how did you die?" Albus asks her.

"Me?" she quickly halts her sobs and floats to him. "Well, one day I was just in the toilet to escape some bullies from the hallway that had been making fun of me, and while I was crying in that stall- that one right there- I remember seeing a pair big yellow eyes. And then I was dead." she says in a matter-of-fact tone. Albus looks at me and we have matching furrowed brows.

"You said it was in- the toilet, right?" he asks for clarification and she answers yes, causing him to look back at me.

"The Basilisk killed all those people at the Tournament by looking at them..." I barely mumble out.

"In the book- you said he had snakes going through sewer pipes, right?" Albus asks. I nod and he thinks for minute before walking over to the sink and twisting the faucet.

Dry.

After nothing comes out, Albus and I look at each other before he turns to Myrtle again. "Myrtle, is there anything else that seemed odd about your death?" Albus asks. She thinks for a minute before answering.

"Mmmm, well. I heard a boy come in and I assumed he had come in to make fun of me, so I shouted at him to leave me alone. But instead of responding, he just began saying something that sounded funny.Like, in a made up language." she explains. My eyes widen as I realize what she's talking about.

"Parseltongue," I say aloud. "that would be Parseltongue." I confirm. Albus just looks at me and Myrtle kept mumbling on and on until I cut her off with a question. " Did you happen to see the boy that was speaking it?" I ask her and she tells me no.

"But I remember that I never heard the door open." she chimes in. My eyebrows knit together in confusion which Albus quickly clears up.

"That means the entrance to the chamber has to be somewhere in here." Albus declares. He looks up at me. "In the book- you said he spoke to the snakes right?" he asks and I nod. "Then that means the chamber must be opened with Parseltongue." he concludes.