Disclaimer: Characters and names and stuff are Rowling's. Plot and stuff are mine. If you can't tell what is mine and what's Rowling's, you either haven't read the books or you're a moron. Either way, you shouldn't be reading this, so go away.
A New Love
Chapter 0
"Wrong Turn"
Moaning Myrtle sat on her toilet as usual, alone as usual. It had been three years since someone had been in her bathroom. Lately she has been spending most of her time spying on the guys in the prefects bathroom. She was starting to get bored with them. The last really good looking prefect had been Cedric Diggory. Draco wasn't bad, and Justin was alright, but they were not anything to get excited over.
Myrtle left her toilet and started wandering through the pipes. She had gone down only a few. She hadn't bothered searching through others after she had found the ones leading to the male prefect bathroom and the Quidditch locker room. She decided now would be a good time to discover more pipes.
She went through one that oddly resembled the one leading to the prefect bathroom. Maybe because it *was* a prefects bathroom, but this time she found herself in the female one. She was about to turn around and head to the lake when something caught her eye. Someone emerged from the opalescent dark purple water. Myrtle could see the back of her head and shoulders. They were perfect. The person dived back under the water allowing Myrtle to see her entire backside. She watched her wade and swim back and forth. Myrtle finally realized who it was. She should have realized sooner. After all those times she had come into her bathroom.
Hermione Granger finally stepped out of the water and dried herself off. Myrtle quickly went back into the pipes and headed for her toilet.
"Wow. Who would have known?" Myrtle said to herself as she was situated back into her U Bend.
Myrtle took frequent trips back to the prefects bathroom. After a while, she decided that this wasn't enough but then realized she couldn't do anything about it.
"You're a ghost, Myrtle," she reminded herself. "You can't be with anyone."
One day, Myrtle couldn't take it anymore. She flew out of her hiding spot and floated above the water in front of Hermione.
"Myrtle! What are you doing?!"
"I just had to tell you something," she said. Hermione misread Myrtle's expression and thought she was worried about something.
"What? What happened?"
"Over the past year..."
"Yes? Tell me," Hermione was worried about what Myrtle was about to say. Did someone get hurt? Was it about You-Know-Who?
"I've fallen in love with you!"
In just two seconds Hermione's face went from concern to confusion to disgust to empathy. At least Myrtle thought it was empathy.
"Actually, I have a confession to make as well. I've had feelings for you since the first day I saw you."
"Really?" said Myrtle, with a dreamy look on her face.
"No! Don't be stupid!"
Myrtle put her face in her hands and fled the bathroom through the pipes. She ended up in the lake. She floated to the top and looked over at the castle.
"I still love you, Hermione Granger," she cried.
THE END
Note: I only wrote this because I was talking to my friend about my other fanfic and she was like, "As long as there is no slash." Then I told her about a H/D and R/N Slash fanfic I read. She then said, "Hermione gets left out." And I was like, "Not totally." And then she said something about a slash couple of Hermione and Moaning Myrtle. I thought the idea was hilarious, so I decided to write this because Moaning Myrtle with anyone is quite funny in itself. If you don't see the humour in it, well, nyah! :oP
A New Love
Chapter 0
"Wrong Turn"
Moaning Myrtle sat on her toilet as usual, alone as usual. It had been three years since someone had been in her bathroom. Lately she has been spending most of her time spying on the guys in the prefects bathroom. She was starting to get bored with them. The last really good looking prefect had been Cedric Diggory. Draco wasn't bad, and Justin was alright, but they were not anything to get excited over.
Myrtle left her toilet and started wandering through the pipes. She had gone down only a few. She hadn't bothered searching through others after she had found the ones leading to the male prefect bathroom and the Quidditch locker room. She decided now would be a good time to discover more pipes.
She went through one that oddly resembled the one leading to the prefect bathroom. Maybe because it *was* a prefects bathroom, but this time she found herself in the female one. She was about to turn around and head to the lake when something caught her eye. Someone emerged from the opalescent dark purple water. Myrtle could see the back of her head and shoulders. They were perfect. The person dived back under the water allowing Myrtle to see her entire backside. She watched her wade and swim back and forth. Myrtle finally realized who it was. She should have realized sooner. After all those times she had come into her bathroom.
Hermione Granger finally stepped out of the water and dried herself off. Myrtle quickly went back into the pipes and headed for her toilet.
"Wow. Who would have known?" Myrtle said to herself as she was situated back into her U Bend.
Myrtle took frequent trips back to the prefects bathroom. After a while, she decided that this wasn't enough but then realized she couldn't do anything about it.
"You're a ghost, Myrtle," she reminded herself. "You can't be with anyone."
One day, Myrtle couldn't take it anymore. She flew out of her hiding spot and floated above the water in front of Hermione.
"Myrtle! What are you doing?!"
"I just had to tell you something," she said. Hermione misread Myrtle's expression and thought she was worried about something.
"What? What happened?"
"Over the past year..."
"Yes? Tell me," Hermione was worried about what Myrtle was about to say. Did someone get hurt? Was it about You-Know-Who?
"I've fallen in love with you!"
In just two seconds Hermione's face went from concern to confusion to disgust to empathy. At least Myrtle thought it was empathy.
"Actually, I have a confession to make as well. I've had feelings for you since the first day I saw you."
"Really?" said Myrtle, with a dreamy look on her face.
"No! Don't be stupid!"
Myrtle put her face in her hands and fled the bathroom through the pipes. She ended up in the lake. She floated to the top and looked over at the castle.
"I still love you, Hermione Granger," she cried.
THE END
Note: I only wrote this because I was talking to my friend about my other fanfic and she was like, "As long as there is no slash." Then I told her about a H/D and R/N Slash fanfic I read. She then said, "Hermione gets left out." And I was like, "Not totally." And then she said something about a slash couple of Hermione and Moaning Myrtle. I thought the idea was hilarious, so I decided to write this because Moaning Myrtle with anyone is quite funny in itself. If you don't see the humour in it, well, nyah! :oP