The Sword

The basilisk was moving toward Chris and Harry; she could hear its heavy body slithering heavily across the dusty floor. Eyes still tightly shut, Chris began to run and started to search something in her bag. 

"Gotcha" she whispered as she took out the dagger. 

Step 1. Blind the Basilisk. 

She repeated in her mind then concentrate. 

Imagining Basilisk's eyes were not easy, but she concentrated and remembered the description Myrtle had gave about it's eyes. Suddenly she heard something hitting the ground beside her, and a voice "ow", Chris realized Harry had fell. There was no time, if she doesn't shoot now then Harry was dead. She threw the dagger holding the chain attached to it hilt. There was a loud, explosive spitting sound right above her. As she felt a pull on the chain, she pulled it back, in no time the dagger came back in her hand. She concentrated again and threw the dagger, she heard Riddle was saying something furiously in Parseltongue. Chris didn't need to know what he was saying, she opened her eyes and looked back at the Basilisk. The enormous serpent, bright, poisonous green, thick as an oak trunk, had raised itself high in the air and its great blunt head was weaving drunkenly between the pillars. Chris looked straight into its face and saw that both its great, bulbous yellow eyes, had been punctured; blood was streaming to the floor, and the snake was spitting in agony. 

"It worked." Harry said getting up from the floor. 

Chris threw his wand towards him, Harry caught it. Riddle hissed again looking very angry. 

Harry said with a trembling voice, "It can still smell us, hear us, it can still kill us." 

"I know. That's why I've a thing." Chris said and pull out the big box, she had collected from Hagrid's hut. She waved her wand on it and opened it. Suddenly sharp crowing sounds came from the box, few roosters came out of the box. The blinded serpent swayed, confused, madly. It wanted to leave the place but Riddle was hissing something loudly and the Basilisk was getting more mad. The snake's tail whipped across the floor and hit Chris and Harry hard. Chris's head smashed on the nearest pillar, Harry was swept away a little farther. Chris felt a sharp pain in her head, blood was dripping from her face, she was feeling dizzy, she was caught off-guard but the thing more angered her, which was she had lost her wand and bag; because of dizziness she couldn't see clearly where her wand and her bag was or where the box went with the roosters. There was a crowing sound but not too loud. 

She didn't know why but a voice was screaming these inside her head. 

The snake was coming near her it's mouth stretching wide but then the Basilisk stopped and backed away. Chris was surprised as looked at the Basilisk; then Riddle hissed again furiously. Chris felt the Basilisk was fighting over Riddle's commands but it failed, again Riddle was controlling it. Chris felt a heavy object in her hands, she looked at her hands and saw the sword, the Gryffindor sword had appeared in her hands out of nowhere. As the snake tried to came close to her, without thinking she hold the sword up and stabbed it on it's neck. She pulled it out and stabbed again, the snake was in pain, she felt bad and pulled out the sword, the basilisk keeled over sideways and fell, twitching, to the floor.

Chris felt the pain on head again, it was coming back, she was feeling dizzy again. She walked towards Ginny who was still unconscious. Harry also came near them. Riddle laughed in a cold way.

"As I said before Christina, you're different, brave, intelligent, loyal, determined; Precious qualities you've. You killed the Basilisk but now think, how will you kill me? I'm a memory persevered in a diary and in few minutes Ginny will be dead and I'll be alive and powerful, so you see, after doing so much you still lost at last. How sad!" He laughed again. 

Chris thought for a moment then looked around and saw on the floor near the statue's giant toes, lying open there was the little black diary. She crossed Ginny and went towards the diary, clumsily. Her vision was not clear, the pain in head was increasing. Riddle and Harry watched her as she kneel in front of the diary and suddenly stabbed it with the sword. 

Riddle and Harry both didn't see that coming. There was a long, dreadful, piercing scream. Ink spurted out of the diary in torrents, streaming over, flooding the floor. Riddle was writhing and twisting, screaming and flailing and then — He had gone. Then and there was silence. Silence except for the steady drip drip of ink still oozing from the diary. Then came a faint moan from Ginny, she was stirring. As she sat up, Chris sighed and collapsed on the floor. Her vision went black.