Always Unforgotten by Brita*Chica

Disclaimer: Harry Potter, all related characters and settings belong to J. K. Rowling.

Chapter Three: Meeting

Ron sighed as he made his way down to the trophy room for detention. It wasn't fair. All he had done was fall asleep, it wasn't as if he had killed anyone. Though professor Sprout was getting dangerously close to that happening.

"...Spotless, all of them... I mean it... No magic..." Ron only heard part of what Filch was saying. It was nearly always the same punishment with the same speech before it. Ron thought that he enjoyed giving the students detention as it gave him false power over them. Which wasn't really fair on anyone else.

Ron arrived in the trophy room and heard Filch and Ms. Norris leave down the corridor. He picked up the nearest trophy to him and sighed again. Why should he have to do this stupid work when he could be using the valuable time for sleep. Not that he tended to get to sleep that often. Of a night anyway. It was always to hard, to quiet. Gave him too much time to think.

After three trophies he fell asleep.

He was awakened a while later by the feeling that he had swallowed a huge bucket of ice. He opened his eyes immediately through the shock.

"Sorry about that. You know that you should actually be doing the detention rather than lying around on the floor gathering up even more of them."

"What? Huh?" Ron said shivering.

"I was saying that I think you should get cleaning trophies."
"What time is it?"
"One in the morning."

"What!" Ron yelled out, waking up immediately to see the figure of Moaning Myrtle hovering in front of him. He stormed over to the nearest case of trophies, picked one up and started to clean it. After a while he realised who he had been talking to. "Why are you here?"

"Well excuse me. I'm allowed to move around the castle if I want to. I'm claiming it as my personal right..."
"You can have it."

"Stop being so grumpy. You would have been more so if I hadn't woken you up."
"That was you? With the ice?"
"What ice? I just walked through you by mistake. You really don't stand out from the floor you know."

"Leave me alone. I have to do my detention."
"I haven't had detention for quite a while but I'm quite sure you are supposed to do all of the trophies."
"Then let me get on with it."
"I just mean that redoing a trophy that you have already done is not likely to be a good way to get everything finished."

"Oh." Ron muttered, putting it back and picking up a different one."
"You've done that one as well. Plus, a tip. Do the smaller ones first. They take longer than the larger ones. They are more fiddly and it's harder to get to some of the places. Filch always checks the small ones first."

"Oh. Thanks. I suppose. Now can you leave me alone to clean them?"

"You don't have to be so mean to me about it. You would still be asleep if it wasn't for me. Then you would have even more detentions."
"Whatever. I just want to finish this before Filch comes back."
At that Myrtle made an indignant noise and left the room. Leaving Ron alone to his polishing.