Note: This story was written as part of the "Ring of Fire" game in the Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges forum.
Challenge: "Waterfall, the person who picks the card has to write 100 words, the next person in the list 200 and so on until the last person in the list has 100x the amount of players words to write. Each person has to pick a prompt."
Prompts:St. Mungo's (chosen) & 100 words (10% leeway, imposed) & Character death (imposed)
Warnings: None, other than reference to canon character death of a young girl.


Mr. and Mrs. Myrtle came out of the room labeled "St. Mungo's Morgue." Their eyes were bloodshot red and puffy.

They approached a girl. "They told us you're the one who found her. Were you friends?"

Olive Hornby fidgeted. "W-Well…I suppose so."

From the far end of the corridor, Myrtle watched the interaction. She wanted to float up and scream "LIAR LIAR PANTS ON FIRE" but then she would destroy her parents' hopes of believing she had been happy at Hogwarts.

No, she wouldn't do that to them. But she would make Olive rue the day she'd bullied her into entering that bathroom, into crying, into taking off her glasses.