My eyes flicked to the large, looming snake; my body was stone, frozen.

When Tom turned, his eyes were narrowed for a second, before they flooded with recognition and surprise. I guess he hadn’t bargained on anybody following him down here. Once again, he opened his mouth, but, instead of words, that familiar hissing noise filled my ears. I glared at him. He stared back unblinkingly.

For one moment, I thought he was summoning that snake to take me, when its great green body curved, only metres away from my feet. Its head was bent to the floor, but even so, I could pick out the edges of its yellow eyes amongst the mass of scales. I turned away, full of disgust.

"Why are you here and what are you doing?” I yelled at Tom again.

For one final time, his face went through its motions of being confused, before finally I heard English from his lips.

"Answer my question. Then I will tell you mine."

“What question?” I snapped, and then it hit me. Instead of talking to the snake, he had been speaking to me. “Do you mean that hiss?"

He nodded, his voice growing quieter, deeper.

“Why are you here?”

I shrugged.

“I followed you. What is that?” I added, thumbing to the snake.

“That is the legendary basilisk. She is mine. My beautiful pet. Isn’t she lovely? But beware of the eyes; looking directly into them will do you a lot of harm.”

“It’s a snake, it’ll do me harm either way,” I muttered, before raising my voice and saying to him, “how come it’s down here? The staff won’t let you keep it elsewhere, is that it?”

“Yeah, she’s a bit of secret, so don’t tell anyone.”

I didn’t reply, watching the snake as I considered what Tom had asked of me. He was standing, leering in that funny manner, and his stare glowed with glee as the beast continued down the corridor.

“But where’s it going?” I asked, still fearfully watching the basilisk as it slithered away behind me. Tom was remaining in the damp chamber whilst that snake was beginning to wind itself towards the exit- and the school.

Tom’s face broke into an evil smile.

“Going to find some mudbloods.”

I stared at him, horrified. I wasn’t friends with everyone, but I did believe in equality; that was what Hogwarts was all about, wasn't it?

Suddenly, it didn’t matter that there was a mad wizard in front of me; I began to be lost in my own world.

“I’ve got to warn the others,” I muttered, my voice rising as panic dived inside my heart. “I’ve got to warn the others!”

And then I turned my back on him, running, albeit towards the beast that I so wanted to get away from, in the direction of the entrance-chute. I had no idea how I was going to get back up to the bathroom, but there was no way I could stay here now, not when I knew what villainy Tom was planning. If I could find a professor to tell, Dumbledore perhaps, it would be all right. I jogged away back down the tunnel; if I could get out of here, I wouldn’t have to be a part of it anymore.

Murdering mudbloods! How could someone even think of such a crime as murder?

The snake was already far ahead of me, even though its tail ended behind me. It had a large body so it could climb out the tunnel with no problem, but what was I to do?

I could tell that it could sense my movements as easily as I could see its own. It flicked its thorned tail back and forth automatically. The weighty object was thrown against my foot, and I went flying across the tunnel. Pushed against the rocks and debris, I collapsed my face against the floor, my hands and feet stinging with a multitude of cuts.

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Name: Zoe Henderson
Age: 15
Year: Fifth
Appearance: She has long hair that reaches halfway down her back; tight ebony-black curls that have a life of their own. Her eyes are light blue, and she has a very pale complexion. A light scatter of freckles lie across her button nose and cheeks. She is tall for her age and has gangly long limbs.
Personality: A jokester at heart, she quickly gains popularity. Although she's clumsy on her feet, Zoe is wicked on a broom. She plays Chaser for Gryffindor. She is a friendly and kind soul, however sometimes can be very bossy and annoying. Zoe excel at Potions and Herbology, and is average in all other subjects.
House: Gryffindor
Muggle-born, Half-blood, Pure-blood: Half-blood (her mother's a witch)
~HeyJude


Name: Aubrey Ressin (boy)
Age: 15
Year: Fifth Year
Appearance: Very dark brown short cut hair with a clump of fair curls in the place of a fringe. Dull green eyes and a pointy chin. Below average height and medium build.
Personality: Very quiet and content within a small group. Lives in fear of others hating his opinion and never expresses his thoughts in a large group. Timid but a very skilled wizard when it comes to spells.
House: Hufflepuff
Muggle-born, Half-blood, Pure-blood: Halfblood
~Treeternal


Name: Kaitlynn Ebony
Age: 15
Year: Fifth Year
Appearance: Red straight sleek hair; that is cut just above her hips. Hazel eyes, that change color in the winter. They change to brown. Skinnier than usual. She stands around 5'5.
Personality: She's the gossip of the year, but when she's not gossiping she can be very sweet. She has had a crush on Aubrey since they met at Kings Cross when they were eleven, but when she sees a boy with great powers she falls in love with him.
House: Slytherin
Muggle-born, Half-blood, Pure-blood: Pure-blood
~HarryPotter.lover


Name: Tom Marvolo Riddle
Age: 15
Year: Fifth
Appearance: Black, kind of curly hair. Blue eyes. Tall for his eyes.
Personality: Mean and vicious, but not to Kaitlynn. One he sees Kaitlynn he falls in love, but her doesn't know what's happening to him. A Dark spirit. Grows up to be The Dark Lord. The heir of Slytherin.
House: Slytherin
Muggle-born, Half-blood, Pure-blood: Half-blood
~HarryPotter.lover

Name: Melissa Mandrake
Age: 15
Year: Fifth Year
Appearance: Dyed blonde hair (naturally auburn), cut short, jaw-length; grey-green eyes; medium height; pale skin; rounded features.
Personality: Has a nasty temper and can snap when insulted; a bit vain and likes her appearence; stands up for her friends; enjoys ancient runes and charms; is quite clever.
House: Ravenclaw
Muggle-born, Half-blood, Pure-blood: Pure-blood
~SumnerzAngel


Name: Damon Dragomin
Age: 15
Year: Fifth year
Appearance: Black hair, fringe crosses above his silvery blue eyes, strong muscle built, sharp features and American twang to his voice.
Personality: Schools heart throb parents very high up in the department of mysteries, mysteries, used to live in America but transferred to Hogwarts this year.
House: Slytherin
Muggle-born, Half-blood, Pure-blood: Pureblood
~Fitzy


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