The Reflections of Moaning Myrtle

A/N: Hola! This is kind of like Moaning Myrtle's thoughts in general, I guess. Pretty much making it up as I go along, in hopes that somebody will like it.

Disclaimer: Moaning Myrtle, Olive Hornby, Hogwarts, and Harry Potter belong to J.K. The whole Enraged Electron idea belongs to my science teacher, and the idea of calling it Eduardo belongs to Dawson, who's just someone I know.

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The Reflections of Moaning Myrtle

I wail and wail in the bathroom, my run-down out-of-order bathroom, and no one knows why. No one knows why! They all just think it's because I was teased by Olive Hornby ever since I came to Hogwarts. That's what those dumb-(censored) (censored) and (censored) think. But that's not all.

Sure, Olive was mean, but I haunted her, didn't I? Haha!

But I mean, it should be obvious why I wail. Who would want to spend almost fifty years in a run-down bathroom that nobody ever bothers to clean? Thank God I can't smell now that I'm a ghost! The stench would be disgusting.

And nobody ever comes in here. I'm longing for some companionship. I thought Harry Potter might be all right; he came in here enough in his second year. So I helped him figure out what the second task of the Triwizard Tournament was. And what do I get. "Thanks, Myrtle! I'll…er…try to come to your bathroom when I can." Or something along those lines. Of course the translation would be: "Thanks, but why did YOU have to be the one to help me? And I'm never going to come to your bathroom again. You're so gullible." Totally insincere. And I am NOT gullible.

No, I don't get, "Oh, thank you, Myrtle, how can I ever repay you?" No. I get a totally insincere promise that he doesn't intend to keep.

So, pretty much, I wail because…

The bathroom is disgusting. Nobody ever comes in the bathroom to keep me company. People think I'm really gullible when they say, "We…er…weren't…making fun…of you….Myrtle… *nervous laugh* Right, Ron (or whatever their friend's name is)?" I am NOT gullible. I am anything BUT gullible. I'd rather be Enraged Eduardo Electron than be thought gullible….um, never mind about Eduardo, don't pay attention to me… People never show any gratitude when I help them.

Well, those are all the reasons I hate my life and wail.

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A/N: Yay! It sucked! Well, anyway, bye, and you may shoot my muse in your review, but I warn you, she'll just come to life again; she's awfully persistant….Damn thing…

Okay, bye-bye.

Myrtle: Bye, and REVIEW THIS PATHETIC FIC!!!!! Okay, Sophie, where's my fifty bucks?

Sophie (me): I didn't tell you I'd pay you to say it was pathetic! I'm not going to pay!

Myrtle: Hey! We had an agreement!

Sophie: But you said it was pathetic!

*…and we keep fighting….*

*1 hour later*

*still fighting*

Sophie: Okay, I think you'd better leave now…

~*Hermione2