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Ghostly Love

Moaning Myrtle was surprised when she ran into the ghost of Argus Filch. "You shouldn't be here you were a squib." She declared after all Squibs couldn't do magic. Looking closer she noticed hat Filch wasn't completely there he seemed even less solid than a normal ghost. "Can you hear me?"

"Yeesss." He said his voice echoing distantly. "I've tried talking to McGonogal but only you and Peeves have been able to see me so far and he wont' tell anyone I'm here." Moaning Myrtle was happy finally a ghost more pathetic than her. She began to show filch around the castle and took him to the prefects bath.

"You'll hvave to come watch them with me it's quiet a show sometimes." Filch looked at her with dismay bu tshe merely smiled and cuddled up to him. "We can't do those things but looking certainly is fun." And that is how Moaning Myrtle stopped moaning and started courting the ghost of Argus Filch presumed Squib who had somehow stuck around his beloved castle.

The End.