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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/10086764/28/For what felt like hours he moved through the air, right up until he hit a brick wall, his blade finding purchase and sinking its whole length into the hide of the basilisk. The monster roared its displeasure at the sudden presence of an unwelcome passenger. As he opened his eyes for a bare instant, his laughter mixed with the roar of the beast, he hadn't missed!
Harry now lay against it, one white knuckled hand clutching the sword that held him there, just below the monster's head. It couldn't look at him if he were attached above the eyes, now could it?
There was a single instant of quiet and stillness, and all Harry could think for a moment was that his plan had worked, but now what? The monster had found his laughter less amusing than his sword however, and decided to give the flea on its back a bit of a roller coaster ride.
It reared up, tossing its head from side to side and all the boy attached to it could do was scream, "Fuck I didn't think this one through!"
The basilisk began weaving itself through the columns of its lair, moving up and down the pillars as it tried to scratch the annoying thing off of its back. It twisted completely round while it was in the air, and moved with a speed that again reminded the boy on its neck of a bloody jumbo jet.
The chambers which had been nearly as quiet as a grave before were filled with the sound of his cursing.
"Fuck! Jesus Christ help me! Oh god why didn't I see this coming! FUUUUUUUUUCK!"
The snake finally managed to manipulate itself so that it could crush the bug on it beneath its bulk, but as it crashed downwards Harry leapt from its back to the only place he could reach, the flat head of a snake carved around the circumference of one of the columns. The basilisk crashed to the ground and tried to slither forward, but in the end just jammed Harry's short blade further into itself and ripped a massive gash into its skin where the blade caught in a crevice on the floor.
The serpent on the floor screamed in deep inhuman agony as it split itself open with a gash four meters long. Blood flooded from the wound and colored the floor for meters around a dark crimson.
Harry looked around for a way to get down to the beast and finish it off, unable to believe his luck in fighting it so far. He stood easily ten meters from the floor, a distance which gave him pause, if only for the writhing animal on the ground beneath him. Harry held with one hand onto the column, and made to move around to find a softer landing site when the stone head he stood on gave way.
He had a moment in which he uttered, "God damn shoddy pureblood construction." Before he fell from his place above the pained animal and after a quick eight meters found himself immersed the disgusting and poison filled viscera of a thousand year old extremely angry snake.
A distant part of his mind noted with amusement that this wasn't the best night he had ever had.
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