Nebula

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(y/n) - your name

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"Lockhart may be useless, but he's going to try and get into the Chamber. At least we can tell him what we know!" Harry says as the kids rush into the Professor's classroom and up the steps to barge into his office. "Professor, we have some information for you!" the kids look around with furrowed brows when they see everything inside being packed or already packed. "Are you going somewhere?" Harry judges harshly, the professor making a failed excuse.

"What about my sister?!" Ron snaps at the professor with rage.

"You're running away! You're not anything you say in your so-called books! A fake! A coward hiding behind words! You have no skills, no talents and even the spells you cast are always wrong!" (y/n) yells out, stalking towards the professor as he backs against his table in fear of the little girl. "Let's go, he's a pathetic excuse of a wizard. He's no use to use." she hisses out, the kids walking out of the office. "I'll make sure to tell the professors everything about you and have your pathetic self fired!" the Hufflepuff growls, looking back at Lockhart as her eyes glowed red and the items in the office suddenly burst out from the trunks. The office stood destroyed with pages ripped, glass shattered and objects torn to shreds.

(y/n) slams the door shut violently, cracks fissuring up through the tower from the doorknob she held. The tower suddenly started crumbling as she walked down the steps one by one, ignoring the frantic screams and panicked yells for help as the tower came down behind her. Harry looked at the Hufflepuff with slight fear as she walked past him, leaving the classroom to catch up with Ron who was asking his friends to hurry up.

"Let's go!" he urges them, the kids running down the hallways to the abandoned bathroom that Moaning Myrtle permanently lived in. They rushed into the bathroom, gasping for air when Moaning Myrtle turns around to ask who was there.

"Oh! Hello, Harry! Ron. What do you want?"

"To ask you how you died." Harry asks and the ghost seemed flattered that someone was giving her attention.

"Oh! It was dreadful. It happened right here in this very cubicle. I'd hidden because Olive Hornby was teasing me about my glasses. I was crying, and then I heard somebody come in."

"Who was it Myrtle?" Harry questions.

"I don't know. I was distraught!" the ghost starts hovering down towards Harry from her cubicle as she continued speaking. "But they said something funny, a kind of made-up language. And I realized it was a boy speaking, so I unlocked the door to tell him to go away and... I died."

"Just like that? How?"

"I just remember seeing a pair of great big yellow eyes... over there, by that sink." The ghost floats away and Harry inspects the sink, turning the tap but nothing comes out and that's when he notices a sigil on the side of the metal. 

"This is it! I think this is the entrance to the chamber of Secrets!" Harry exclaims as he feels the snake sigil, showing it to Ron and (y/n).

"Say something! Harry, say something in Parseltongue!" Ron begs desperately and Harry focuses, the words coming to his mouth before speaking in the snake language. There was an unlocking sound before loud rumbling, the top of the sink lifting up as each sink spread out open. The kids walked back, watching with fear as they held their wands up ready to fight whatever might come through. The sink with the sigil sunk down into the ground to reveal a dark pitfall behind it, the kids leaning over it with concern to see the neverending darkness.

"Lumos Solem!" (y/n) casts a spell, a beam of light pouring through the darkness to reveal that it was a slide and not just a dangerous fall to death. "Well, who's going first...?" she mutters out, the boys leaning over with her. Harry looks at her and she nods to Ron, him leaning back with his friend to turn him around so he doesn't see what happens next.