It was another usual awful day. Luna had locked herself inside the school toilets and she was eating her lunch: chocolate frogs and pumpkin pie.
She didn't like doing this on the halls. The contemptuous glares of her classmates made her feel insecure. She didn't understand why they criticized her, even when she did things that they considered ordinary. Like walking or reading.
She was ready to sit on the toilet cap and swallow the sweet bliss, when a voice stopped her.
"Would you mind not sit on me?" the voice sounded like it came from a puddle. It was chocked and misery.
Luna drew up and looked inside the basin. She saw the head of a girl floating on the dirty waters. A small twelve year old girl with red eyes, bloated cheeks, pimples and glasses.
She wasn't shocked by the view. Instead, her lips formed a wide smile. "Amazing!" she ejaculated! Her voice didn't come off as a whisper. "How do you do it?"
"Simply!" the girl replied with the same tonne. "I am a ghost!" and she came out.
Firstly, the head and the neck, then the waist, which was chubby like a donut, and lastly, her feet. She stayed floating, eyeing the weird visitor.
"Awesome!" Luna screamed and started jumping around like a dog when its owner has returned. "What else can you do?"
The ghost's eyes widened. "Won't you leave?" she asked surprised.
"Why would I leave?" she said. "You are so interesting"
Thw floating girl was moved from her worlds. No one had ever called her 'interesting'. Two tears escaped from her eyes.
"I can do a lot of things!" she mumbled and a shy smile appeared to her chubby face. "I can walk through walks, disappear and fly! I can also do this!" and she leaned her back, forming a bridge.
Luna's jaw was about to reach the floor. "INCREDIBLE!" She squeezed. "You are much more unique than the other girls! The other ghosts can also do these, except from leaning their back. Nearly Headless Nick, however, can pull his head".
"I know Nearly Headless Nick" she said. "Who are you?"
"Luna Lovegood!"
"Pleasure to meet you. I am Myrtle" and she stretched her fat hand.
"Me too!" said Luna and she gave a look on the place. "You don't have many visitors, do you?" she commented.
Μyrtle's features tighened. Her eyes became two black straight lines and her mouth grimaced. "You don't have any friend when you are know as 'Moaning Myrtle'!" she cried and looked the floor.
"I am sorry!" said Luna. "I don't have any friends either. Everyone calls me 'Loony'!".
Myrtle stopped crying. "It's... nice... to... know... that... I am not the only one who is being treated awfully" she said panting and wiped her nose with her hand.
Suddenly, the bell rang. Luna opened the door. "I should go. Goodbye, Moaning Myrtle!"
"Goodbye, Luna!" said Myrtle and she was gonna to leave from the toilet.
"I wouldn't do it if I were you!" Luna stopped her. "My dad told me that nargles live inside the draining pipes" and she left.
Myrtle didn't question what these creatures were. Instead, she listened her and passed through the wall.