Chapter 72- a mistake and one punch mind

TMR's POV

As the basilisk came out Tom was ready to celebrate, after all, even if the boy had a spacial ability that made his main body choose him as a horcrux, and even if you consider how he is still weak, the boy's situation was much worse.

he is not only with only two years training in magic, nor does he have the memories of the original body, hell, even his teacher for this year DADA suck.

And even if he has had all of the above, this is Salazar's 1000 years old 50 meters long, eye killer, venom melting basilisk!

The boy had no chance!

Tom would devour him, move to devour the other horcrux in Hogwarts, and then search for the main soul to devour it too, he would become real! He would gain the spacial abilities the bodies of the other horcruxes possess!

As he was day dreaming he almost missed Dumbledore's Phoenix flying from Marcus shoulder and scratch the eyes of the gigantic snake.

"No!" He yelled "kill him!"

It was at that point Marcus started running, hat on his head and the basilisk in his foot steps.

It didn't take the basilisk long till he caught him, and even as he saw the boy taking a hilt of a sword out of the hat he wasn't worried, after all he just has to kill him, not mentioning the fact that not all the sword came out, it looked stuck.

But just as he was about to win, a rooster's crowing was sounded loudly in the chamber.

"Noooooooooo!" Tom yelled, cursing Dumbledore, who he knew was at fault, but it was too late, as the basilisk died.

Tom almost fall in despair, till he saw the basilisk's fang nicked the boy

"Fawkes," Tom heard the boy say thickly. "You were fantastic, Fawkes . . . ."

The stupid bird lay its head on the spot where the serpent's fang had pierced Marcus.

Thinking about every dark lord he read about, Tom remembered this is the part he is supposed to mock the boy.

"You're dead, Marcus Potter," he said, laughing. "Dead. Even Dumbledore's bird knows it. Do you see what he's doing, Potter? He's crying."

He saw Marcus was crying also, which made him truly wonder what the main soul saw in him.

"I'm going to sit here and watch you die, Marcus Potter. Take your time. It is like this entire year I was eating regular boring food, but today, today I'm feasting! So I'm in no hurry."

Suddenly a piece of information passed through his mind.

"Get away, bird," he said quickly. "Get away from him - I said, get away --"

there was a bang like a gun, and the Phoenix took flight again in a whirl of gold and scarlet.

"Phoenix tears. - .""Get away, bird," said Riddle's voice suddenly. "Get away from him - I said, get away --"

　　Harry raised his head. Riddle was pointing Harry's wand at

　　Fawkes; there was a bang like a gun, and Fawkes took flight again in a whirl of gold and scarlet.

"Phoenix tears. - ." He cursed quietly, staring at the boy's arm. "Of course ... healing powers ... I forgot. . ."

Smiling, with way less confidence then he wished he had.

"But it makes no difference. In fact, I prefer it this way. Just you and me, Marcus Potter ... you and me....

He raised the wand

Then, in a rush of wings, the Phoenix had soared back overhead and threw something at a fang of the basilisk and only half way through he realized what it was.

"Nooooooooooooooo!" Tom at that moment forgot about Marcus, he forgot he wasn't entirely alive yet, but most importantly, he forgot he was a wizard.

He jumped, trying to catch the diary that host his soul, but he was too late, the diary was stabbed and he was doomed to die, knowing it was his last chance, he released his soul from the container and with only the soul parts connection's he threw himself into the most important fight of his life, a fight for a vessel.

Harry's POV

(A little bit before)

When Harry saw Marcus trying, unsuccessfully, to get the sword out of the hat he wanted to laugh, and he would have, if it didn't mean giving away his location. Instead, he did the one thing he didn't want to do, as doing otherwise would mean having himself under Dumbledore's watch, he saved the boy.

It wasn't hard, he took out the rock in his pocket, casted an invisibility Charm and Sonorus on it and then released the transfiguration he did before going down to the chamber for the first time, changing the rock back to the rooster who released a crow that with the amplification charm made the cave shake or maybe it was the giant snake falling.

Ether way, the cave shook, and Harry used the time to change the rooster back to a rock and go to a corner to sit there and watched the rest of the movie-like scene.

A few seconds after the diary was stubbed by Fawkes with the basilisk fang, Harry felt something moving past the first trap in his mind and trying to find a way past his maze.

"How is it possible?" He heard the transpasser yell and identified him as little Voldi.

"How can this boy have such an advance Occlumency at this age, yet be as idiotic as he seems?"

If Harry was a character in the book he would have talked to the partial soul, maybe give it a chance of survival.

But Harry knew that in this world giving someone a chance is asking to die, and Harry wanted to not only live, but to win.

Gathering 50% of the magical power he put in the ice Occlumency, he created a huge, punch-like block of ice to smash the soul.

After finishing, Harry decided to leave the chamber and go rest for a bit, after all, it felt like a long day.