Hermione's POV:
"Hermione, I've been itching to ask you a question." I was in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. I was crying and so far Myrtle's been trying to calm me down. "What Myrtle? Can't you see i'm distressed?" I cried out at Myrtle. "Well…You knew from the start that Ron was a…Well you know...So why did you agree to be his girlfriend?" Myrtle asked. I wasn't prepared for this question. Why did I? "I…i'm not sure…" I answered honestly. Myrtle growled and flew through me sending a wave of coldness through my body. "Of course you know! You should know!"
"I don't know Myrtle! Maybe I was desperate!" I screamed at the ghost.
"Desperate. Desperate! The smart Hermione Granger, who if you ask me should've been put in Ravenclaw was 'Desperate'!" She made it sound so irrationally, disgusting.
I don't remember when me and Myrtle started to meet in the bathroom everyday. One day I came in here to wash my hands and Myrtle and I started a conversation. After that, we've meet here all the time and in other private places. "Oh don't be all mouth and no trousers with me Myrtle! I bet you had a crush on a couple of boys in your day." I stood up with a teary face as I faced Myrtle who merrily rolled her eyes and chuckled. "The only boy I ever had a crush on was Jonathan Walesemberg… He's a great grandfather of 12." she sighed and looked down. She floated down to the floor and i was tempted to rest my head against hers and she tried to against mine. "Maybe we're not good at getting the loves we want." she said. We stayed on the floor for awhile until the door opened. Myrtle sunk all the way into the floor.
"Hermione! I've been searching everywhere…" I looked up and saw, a quit sad Harry. I was to shocked to tell him to get out. I was too mad to even lash out on him. Instead, I just sat there. He rushed to me and got I got on his knees in front of me. "M-Mione i'm sorry. I had no idea… I didn't know Ron was doing that. Believe me if I would have known, I would've told you and you know that!" Harry placed his hand on my knee and I was instantly warmed by his touch. With his other hand he placed a hand under my chin forcing me to look into his eyes. "Well, you do know that right?"
Myrtles POV:
I watched for a top of the high ceiling in the girls bathroom. He placed his hand under Hermione's chin and for a split second I thought they were going to kiss! Sadly, she nodded and then started laughing. They got up and left. Little did they both know… I had a plan! Hermione, Now very much single thanks to the red headed weasley, had no one. Harry on the other hand was dating the other weasley. Ginny! Hmm… This is going to be hard.
