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Morag MacDougal
Rita was snooping around the school grounds of Hogwarts in her beetle form, looking for any group of gossiping students. She had no luck in finding any, so she had no way of trying to get a decent story, so the egomaniacal journalist continued flying around in her animagus form. Then Rita spotted her favourite celebrity, Harry Potter, over by a secluded part of the shores of the Black Lake, accompanied by a girl with chin-length strawberry-blonde hair. As she flew closer, Rita spotted Harry in a pair of green swim shorts, and the girl was in a yellow bikini (with the top being cap-sleeved). Then Rita flew closer and landed on top of the girls head to try and spy on them for a possible story, which wasn't a smart idea. That was when the girl scratched right there upon feeling the insect legs walking across. Then she tried brushing the beetle away, causing Rita to stumble off and fly around the girl.
"This is an odd beetle," the girl told Harry. "It has strange red markings on it's face."
As soon as Harry walked over to get a good look, Rita tried to fly away desperately. The girl proved to be faster, as she quickly scooped the fake beetle in her hands and allowed Harry to get a good look. When he saw the red markings resembling glasses, Harry whipped his wand out to cast the spell cancelling charm. Rita immediately reverted back into her normal form, much to her chagrin.
"Well, well, if it isn't ole beetle-butt!" Harry sneered at Rita.
"A-All of this can b-be explained!" Rita stammered.
"Yes, it can be," the girl growled. "Right now, you're going to explain what you're doing around here on the school grounds and why you decided to snoop around Harry especially."
"Well, everybody wants the truth," Rita asserted. "If I don't interview anybody, our world won't know what's going on."
"You just want to publish phony-baloney articles about Harry and keep him in the damn spotlight against his will!" the girl hollered in Rita's face, making her cower some.
"Who are you?" asked Rita nervously.
"Morag MacDougal," the girl snapped. "A Hufflepuff student in the same year as Harry."
"I see." said Rita.
"Yes, you see," growled Morag. "You see that Harry hates the spotlight, but morons like you keep him in it."
"Now's the time to get your just rewards, Skeeter." said Harry as a smirk formed on his face.
Then the teens grabbed Rita by the wrists and dragged her towards the water. They came across a boat that was tied to a post to prevent it from floating away from shore. Then Harry opened a secret compartment in the boat and pulled his wand out to conjure up some magic suppression rope while Morag cast a tazing charm to temporarily stun Rita. Both teens started typing the crazy journalist with the rope before tossing her into the boat. Then they got in after Harry untied the rope keeping the boat in place. Once he was in, Harry grabbed the oar handles and began rowing away from shore and out towards the middle of the lake, with Morag keeping an annoyingly close watch on Rita to make sure she didn't struggle to loosen the knots and slip away at the first opportunity. After fifteen to twenty minutes, the boat they were on was in the middle of the Black Lake, with Harry looking down into Rita's terror-stricken eyes.
"This is your last chance, Skeeter," Harry informed her in a no-more-nonsense tone of voice. "If we set you free, will you quit publishing slandering articles, especially about me?"
"If not, then you'll be gone and no one will know where you'll be." Morag warned.
Rita shook her head as if to say no, then Harry cast a spell to elongate the loosened end of the rope around Rita and conjured up an anchor and tied it to the other end of the rope. Then he and Morag hoisted the anchor overboard and quickly tossed Rita into the water before the boat could tip over. The journalist widened her eyes in fear as she started sinking to the bottom of the Black Lake, with no way to free herself. Harry and Morag breathed sighs of relief as they watched Rita sink further from the surface and kept watch until she was no longer visible.
"Shall we go for a swim now, my sweet Morag?" asked Harry.
"We shall, my amazing Harry." said Morag.
With smiles on their faces, the teens jumped into the water and began swimming in the lake. Meanwhile, the anchor connected to the rope keeping Rita tied up finally reached the bottom. A few minutes later, Rita couldn't hold her breath any longer and eventually she drowned. Now that she was gone for good, the Daily Prophet was now free to get it's reputation repaired and hire more competent employees. For once, things were looking up.
The End!
Author's note: Another one-shot complete. Which girl should Harry be paired with in the next one-shot? Please let me know in a review or PM, happy reading!