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If
this
is
dying
,
thought
Harry
,
it
's
not
so
bad
.
Even
the
pain
was
leaving
him
...
But
was
this
dying
?
Instead
of
going
black
,
the
Chamber
seemed
to
be
coming
back
into
focus
.
Harry
gave
his
head
a
little
shake
and
there
was
Fawkes
,
still
resting
his
head
on
Harry
's
arm
.
A
pearly
patch
of
tears
was
shining
all
around
the
wound
-
except
that
there
was
no
wound
.
"
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
...
"
said
Riddle
quietly
,
staring
at
Harry
's
arm
.
"
Of
course
...
healing
powers
...
I
forgot
...
"
He
looked
into
Harry
's
face
.
"
But
it
makes
no
difference
.
In
fact
,
I
prefer
it
this
way
.
Just
you
and
me
,
Harry
Potter
...
you
and
me
...
"
He
raised
the
wand
...
Then
,
in
a
rush
of
wings
,
Fawkes
had
soared
back
overhead
and
something
fell
into
Harry
's
lap
-
the
diary
.
For
a
split
second
,
both
Harry
and
Riddle
,
wand
still
raised
,
stared
at
it
.
Then
,
without
thinking
,
without
considering
,
as
though
he
had
meant
to
do
it
all
along
,
Harry
seized
the
basilisk
fang
on
the
floor
next
to
him
and
plunged
it
straight
into
the
heart
of
the
book
.
