I walk downstairs. The room I enter is large and intimidating. So is my
master.
Some say she has no free will- that she does the bidding of those who can speak to her. But I know the truth. I had seen friends try to talk to her and swallowed up or just drop dead. I alone didn't attempt to control her and am now her slave.
Our teacher warned us of this. He told us of her, downstairs, and what would happen if we meddled. But my friends ignored him, thinking of him as an old useless idiot. As did I.
We all have paid the price, I more than others. They are must a heap of bones, whereas I am a helpless slave. I must find my master fresh meat, often live. I must find a secret way for her to travel throughout this building. And I must keep others from trying to control her.
Her sharp hiss intrudes on my thoughts. She wants me now. I walk backwards slowly, as always afraid of being devoured. She wants to know if I have a way for her to explore the school. I suggest pipes. She is pleased. Her tail lashes wildly and my Basilisk master knocks me to the ground. I fear the worst, but instead of being eaten, the Basilisk speaks to me.
"Ah, young Cronus Malfoy, student of Salazar Slytherin. You have atoned for your and your friends' intrusion on my privacy. You may now go, and never come back. But if you speak of this, you shall die."
And I scamper away, relieved that I still live.
Some say she has no free will- that she does the bidding of those who can speak to her. But I know the truth. I had seen friends try to talk to her and swallowed up or just drop dead. I alone didn't attempt to control her and am now her slave.
Our teacher warned us of this. He told us of her, downstairs, and what would happen if we meddled. But my friends ignored him, thinking of him as an old useless idiot. As did I.
We all have paid the price, I more than others. They are must a heap of bones, whereas I am a helpless slave. I must find my master fresh meat, often live. I must find a secret way for her to travel throughout this building. And I must keep others from trying to control her.
Her sharp hiss intrudes on my thoughts. She wants me now. I walk backwards slowly, as always afraid of being devoured. She wants to know if I have a way for her to explore the school. I suggest pipes. She is pleased. Her tail lashes wildly and my Basilisk master knocks me to the ground. I fear the worst, but instead of being eaten, the Basilisk speaks to me.
"Ah, young Cronus Malfoy, student of Salazar Slytherin. You have atoned for your and your friends' intrusion on my privacy. You may now go, and never come back. But if you speak of this, you shall die."
And I scamper away, relieved that I still live.