Together [HP]

Harry slid down the wall to the floor.He grabbed the fang that was spraying poison into his body and pulled it out of his arm.But he knew it was too late.Severe pain is slowly and continuously spreading from the wound to the whole body.His vision was beginning to blur as he dropped his fangs and watched his blood slowly soak through his robes.The chamber of secrets gradually melted into a mass of rapidly swirling dim colors.

A bright red light flashed past his eyes lightly, and Harry heard the gentle scratching of claws coming from beside him.

"Fawkes," Harry said vaguely, "you're wonderful, Fawkes." He felt the bird press its beautiful head against the spot where he had been stabbed by the basilisk's fangs.

He heard footsteps accompanied by an echo, and then, a dark shadow stood in front of him.

"You're dead, Harry Potter," said Riddle's voice above him, "dead. Even Dumbledore's bird knows that. Do you see what it's doing, Potter? It's crying .”

Harry blinked.Fox's head was alternately clear and blurred.Big pearly teardrops rolled down its lustrous feathers.

"I'm going to sit here and watch you die, Harry Potter. Take it easy, I've got plenty of time."

"No," Jacqueline shook her head, she smiled, "I guess you haven't learned the lesson of protecting magical creatures well." She walked over in a slow pace, picked up the fangs on the ground and her wand, "Phoenix's Tears can heal."

Panting heavily, she walked back to the diary, "And the fangs of the basilisk." She held up the broken fang in her hand, and inserted it straight into the center of the diary, "It can kill you!"

With a terrible, sustained, ear-piercing scream, jets of ink gushed out of the diary and trickled down Jacquiline's hands to the floor.Riddle twisted and struggled, flailing his arms and screaming, and then he disappeared.There was a snap, and Harry's wand fell to the floor, and then all was silent except for the sound of ink still oozing from the diary.The basilisk's venom had burned a hole through the diary, still hissing black smoke.

"Are you okay?" Harry shivered and stood up.He felt dizzy, as if he had just traveled thousands of miles on Floo powder.Slowly, he raised his wand and the sorting hat, and with yet another strenuous effort, he drew the gleaming silver sword from the basilisk's palate.He walked over, looked at Jacqueline who was lying on the ground, and stretched out his hand.

"Let me, rest, for a while." Jacqueline clenched her wand, waved her hand, and closed her eyes.

At this time, a soft groan came from the other side of the secret room.Ginny started to move.Ginny sat up as Harry hurried over.Her blank eyes fell first on the huge corpse of the basilisk, then on Harry in the blood-stained robe, and finally on the diary and Jacqueline on the floor.

She shivered, gasped for air, and burst into tears. "Harry, oh, Harry. At breakfast, I, I wanted to tell you, but in front of Percy, I didn't, couldn't. I did it, Harry. But I, I swear Me, I didn't mean it, Riddle forced me, he, he got hold of me. You, how did you kill that, that guy's Riddle was, where was I, the last thing I remember is him coming out of the diary .”

"It's all right now," said Harry, who showed Ginny the big hole pierced by the fangs, "Riddle is fucked. Look! He and the Basilisk are fucked. Come on, Ginny, Jacqueline, let's hurry." leave here."