Second Chances
Moaning Myrtle No More
Summary: Moaning Myrtle gets one of Neville's potions dumped on her and it has a weird result. What will this mean for Harry and the gang?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters if I did then I'd be doing more things with Harry than just fan fiction. You know what I mean? *raises eyebrows*
Oh and I'm making no money out of this. ---
Moaning Myrtle P.O.V (Point Of View) I was roaming the castle trying to look for Harry when I heard that girl you know the one who was in my bathroom a lot five years ago? The one with the red hair? Well she told this boy he had potions so I went strait down there. I went through the wall when a boy in front of me yelped poring the potion on me. Yes ON me. I looked down and saw that my body was becoming solid and that I wasn't silver anymore. A second after that I fell out of the air and landed on the floor with a thud. It hurt! I actually felt something! It'd been around 54 years since I felt a thing. I was so happy!
I looked around everyone was staring at me, especially Harry,
"What?" I snapped then put my hand up to my throat. If I was alive and I suspected that I was then my voice was lower, it wasn't as squeaky as it used to be. "Er Myrtle?" Harry asked. "Yes Harry?" "You've.um.er." He trailed off, I gave him a questioning glance and he pointed at a full length mirror which had been placed there so the students could see what there potions had done. I walked over there and looked in the mirror. What I saw surprised me, I was taller not really tall but not really short around 5'5- 5'6, my eyes weren't grey anymore but dark blue, my hair wasn't dead straight it was slightly wavy just enough to frame my face and bring out my eyes and I had filled out a bit I was still skinny but I wasn't flat-chested. What really puzzled me was that I looked around 16 but I was only 13 when I died. And I was.there's no other word to explain it PRETTY!
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Okay so there is a bit of a summary about what happened now were up to the present. Here I am sitting in Professor Dumbledore's office while the rest of the teachers are discussing what there going to do with me.
"Miss Dowsett? (A/N I put that as her last name because it's my great-great grandmother's Maiden name.)"
"Yes Professor Dumbledore."
"We've decided that you shall continue your schooling here you'll be put in 6th year but we expect you to work hard to catch up. If you need any help you can ask Miss Granger. The password to your common room is 'Titus Andronicus'" "Thank you Professor." I turned around to head to the door when I remembered "Um Professor?"
"Yes Myrtle?"
"Well the only things I own are the robes that I'm wearing. I don't have any of the books."
"That has been decided to. Since I have no kids and there for no heir and also in consideration of your present circumstances I have decided to adopt you. If you meet me here tomorrow at say ten? We will see to them."
"Thank you Professor."
"Please call me Albus."
"Thanks Prof-Albus" I walked out of his office and down the hall heading to my common room. All in one day I had been resurrected from the dead, aged 3 years and my old transfiguration teacher who is now my headmaster has decided to adopt me. It had been a weird day but for once in my lives I could not be happier!
A/N So what do you think should I continue? It's just a quick chapter so you can get a taste if I continue the others will be longer. Oh and the next chapter you'll find what house she's in. I would tell you but even I don't know. Auf Wiedersehen!
Summary: Moaning Myrtle gets one of Neville's potions dumped on her and it has a weird result. What will this mean for Harry and the gang?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters if I did then I'd be doing more things with Harry than just fan fiction. You know what I mean? *raises eyebrows*
Oh and I'm making no money out of this. ---
Moaning Myrtle P.O.V (Point Of View) I was roaming the castle trying to look for Harry when I heard that girl you know the one who was in my bathroom a lot five years ago? The one with the red hair? Well she told this boy he had potions so I went strait down there. I went through the wall when a boy in front of me yelped poring the potion on me. Yes ON me. I looked down and saw that my body was becoming solid and that I wasn't silver anymore. A second after that I fell out of the air and landed on the floor with a thud. It hurt! I actually felt something! It'd been around 54 years since I felt a thing. I was so happy!
I looked around everyone was staring at me, especially Harry,
"What?" I snapped then put my hand up to my throat. If I was alive and I suspected that I was then my voice was lower, it wasn't as squeaky as it used to be. "Er Myrtle?" Harry asked. "Yes Harry?" "You've.um.er." He trailed off, I gave him a questioning glance and he pointed at a full length mirror which had been placed there so the students could see what there potions had done. I walked over there and looked in the mirror. What I saw surprised me, I was taller not really tall but not really short around 5'5- 5'6, my eyes weren't grey anymore but dark blue, my hair wasn't dead straight it was slightly wavy just enough to frame my face and bring out my eyes and I had filled out a bit I was still skinny but I wasn't flat-chested. What really puzzled me was that I looked around 16 but I was only 13 when I died. And I was.there's no other word to explain it PRETTY!
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Okay so there is a bit of a summary about what happened now were up to the present. Here I am sitting in Professor Dumbledore's office while the rest of the teachers are discussing what there going to do with me.
"Miss Dowsett? (A/N I put that as her last name because it's my great-great grandmother's Maiden name.)"
"Yes Professor Dumbledore."
"We've decided that you shall continue your schooling here you'll be put in 6th year but we expect you to work hard to catch up. If you need any help you can ask Miss Granger. The password to your common room is 'Titus Andronicus'" "Thank you Professor." I turned around to head to the door when I remembered "Um Professor?"
"Yes Myrtle?"
"Well the only things I own are the robes that I'm wearing. I don't have any of the books."
"That has been decided to. Since I have no kids and there for no heir and also in consideration of your present circumstances I have decided to adopt you. If you meet me here tomorrow at say ten? We will see to them."
"Thank you Professor."
"Please call me Albus."
"Thanks Prof-Albus" I walked out of his office and down the hall heading to my common room. All in one day I had been resurrected from the dead, aged 3 years and my old transfiguration teacher who is now my headmaster has decided to adopt me. It had been a weird day but for once in my lives I could not be happier!
A/N So what do you think should I continue? It's just a quick chapter so you can get a taste if I continue the others will be longer. Oh and the next chapter you'll find what house she's in. I would tell you but even I don't know. Auf Wiedersehen!