YEAR 2 - THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS

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It was three against one.

"I don't think so." Y/n said "Now, let's go save Ginny."

He didn't move

"Now!"

It seemed like that worked.

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They followed Harry to the bathroom. Apparently, he seemed to know what to do and where to look for answers regarding the Chamber of Secrets.

"What now?" Ron asked

"I....I don't know." Harry said

"Who is there?" They heard someone asking

Y/n turned around and was met with a ghost. She had never seen that ghost before.

"Y/n...." The ghost said

"Do we know each other?" The clueless girl asked

The ghost's eyes were now full of tears.

"You don't remember me? Of course you don't! No one does." She cried

Harry took a step forward.

"Myrtle, how did you die?"

That was very friendly Harry, well done!

"Someone made fun of me, so I came here crying, then I heard someone coming in." Myrtle said

"Who?"

"I don't know, I was distraught, but he said something funny," She said "A kind of made-up language and I realize it was a boy speaking, so I unlocked the door to tell him to go away and I.....I died."

"Just like that?" Y/n asked

"I just remember seeing a pair of great big yellow eyes over there." She pointed to the sink behind them

They all went close to the sink and watched as Harry looked around. Y/n felt something, like she has been here before.

Harry doesn't know how or why, but he felt like he needed to speak. It was more an intuition, so he did. But it wasn't english that he spoke, it was parselmouth.

Slowly, the sink starts opening.

"Excellent work Harry, well I think that there's no need for me to stay." Lockhart tried to run away

"No, you go first."

"What? No way."

"Oh, yes, then if you die, we will know that it's not safe." Y/n said

"That's the thing, what if I die?!" He asked

"Better you than us." She said like it was obvious

He went close to the now opened sink and jumped. No noise was heard.

"Is everything ok?" Harry asked

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