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"Moaning Myrtle? The Moaning Myrtle that haunts one of first floor girls' bathroom?" Harry looked thoughtful for a moment "You do realize that I will never have peace after that? She won't leave me in peace."
"Yes I'm aware of this," answered Ginny.
"And that she may start haunting boys' bathroom wanting to be near me."
"I think someone in here thinks too well about himself," laughed Sirius. "Why do you think that she will be happy to hear your love confession? I think that she'll laugh at you, get really mad or run (maybe it should be float) away screaming."
"You want to bet that she won't do either of these?" suggested Hermione.
"From what?"
"Clothes of course. If you win – I'll take off something, if I win – you do. What do you say?"
"I say that we're going to see some flesh soon."
"Just don't expect that it'll be mine because I will definitely win."
"I'm sorry I have to say this but she's right, my dear Padfoot. You really don't have a chance to win. Moaning Myrtle won't resist my charm."
"We'll see, Harry, we'll see. If we're talking about the ghost I think we are talking about then you don't stand a chance."
"What do you mean?"
"Have patience, my boy. If you want to know what I'm talking about then we better get going because quite a long way is waiting for us."
"If I remember well we're not allowed to wander the corridors at night, even this night. If anyone will catch us we'll get into huge problem," warned Ginny.
"Nobody's going to catch us. Everyone is celebrating, even Filch, so get your butts from the ground and let's go."
Sirius got up from his place on the ground and offered his hand to Hermione to help her get up which she gratefully accepted.
"Hey, and who's going to help me to get up?" inquired Ginny noticing Sirius' action.
"Here," Harry extended his hand and helped her to her feet. "Sirius, please don't be such a gentleman or you'll spoil these girls."
"Don't listen to him, he and that redhead especially," Hermione pointed to Ron ("What did I do now?"), "really need to learn good manners."
"It's too late, mate, they're already spoiled," sighed Ron.
"Oh shut up, bro, and let's go."
"Can we at least put our shoes on?" asked Ron.
"No way, everything you took off will stay right there where they are now," answered Sirius.
"It's easy for you to say that. You at least have your socks on while my and Ron's feet are completely bare," complained Hermione pointing to her feet.
"Oh stop whining we're not going to wander the corridors for long and I'll be more than happy to warm your feet after that," grinned Sirius at Hermione and still holding her hand in his dragged her through the portrait hole before she could say anything. Everyone, including a dissatisfied Ron ("And who is going to warm my feet?"), followed them to the corridors.
After not more than ten minutes the group was already standing at the entrance to the first floor girls' bathroom.
"Well Harry, after you," Sirius opened the doors to the bathroom and held them for Harry and everyone else to come in.
"Myrtle? Are you here?" called Harry but there was no answer only crying in one of the stalls could be heard. Harry went closer to that stall "Er, I just came to tell you that I love you?" he said, suddenly not very certain if he really wanted to do what he was doing.
The crying in the stall dropped and Myrtle's translucent face appeared from behind the door.
"What did you..." she didn't even finish the sentence when her eyes suddenly widened in horror and with a loud scream she disappeared in the closet with a loud 'splash'. The entire bathroom became silent as everyone stood dumbfounded in their places. Everyone except Sirius who suddenly erupted with laugher.
"I just knew it, she hasn't changed at all!" he managed to stutter between fits of laugher.
"OK, what should we all know that we still don't, Padfoot?" asked Harry, "Why did she react as though I have grown two heads?"
"Two heads? Not at all! One head was enough for her. I think she would have died for the second time if you would've had two heads like the one that is on your shoulders right now."
"And could you please explain us why is that?" inquired Hermione.
"Yeah, he's not that gruesome to scare a girl like that," added Ron.
"Oh trust me, for her he is the most gruesome guy in this whole school."
"But she never had run from him like that. So what has changed now?" didn't understand Ginny.
"Don't you really notice what has changed since Moaning Myrtle last saw Harry? I never thought that you could be so blind."
The kids exchanged baffled glances.
"He is the same," said Hermione, "the only thing that has changed is his hair."
"Exactly! That's why I love this girl; she's smarter than all of you together."
"But what does it all have to do with my hair?" still couldn't understand Harry.
"Well, Moaning Myrtle is afraid of bald guys," grinned Sirius, "and you are bald to say the truth."
"Scared of bald guys? I have never heard about such thing before. Why is she sacred of bald guys?" asked Ginny.
"Well that's another story involving The Marauders. One of our most stupid pranks I have to admit, but still a wonderful one."
"Are you going to tell us that story or we're going to stand here forever?"
"Let's better get back to the common room until this nice lady here," Sirius pointed to Hermione "didn't freeze to death. There I will tell you everything about Moaning Myrtle's fear."
"Good idea, I'm really freezing here," said Hermione. "I just can't wait until we get back to the common room and I'll be able to cover myself with something."
"I think your dram won't come true. You will not cover yourself with something but rather take off something. You lost our bet!"
"Merlin's beard, what did I do to deserve this?" asked Hermione as everyone headed to the bathroom door laughing. Their laughing soon faded when Ron opened the door to reveal professor McGonagall standing there with a stern look on her face.
"Would you like to explain me what you are doing here at such time of the night?"
TBC
A/N: Time for explanations. I know you don't really care but I was really busy with my school work (did I mention it's my OWL year? *grin*) as well as going to the doctors who FINALLY managed to find the cause of my coughing. Then of course I should mention being in hospital and an operation which was said to stop my coughing. It didn't really help *cough* Oh well, they say it needs time.
"Moaning Myrtle? The Moaning Myrtle that haunts one of first floor girls' bathroom?" Harry looked thoughtful for a moment "You do realize that I will never have peace after that? She won't leave me in peace."
"Yes I'm aware of this," answered Ginny.
"And that she may start haunting boys' bathroom wanting to be near me."
"I think someone in here thinks too well about himself," laughed Sirius. "Why do you think that she will be happy to hear your love confession? I think that she'll laugh at you, get really mad or run (maybe it should be float) away screaming."
"You want to bet that she won't do either of these?" suggested Hermione.
"From what?"
"Clothes of course. If you win – I'll take off something, if I win – you do. What do you say?"
"I say that we're going to see some flesh soon."
"Just don't expect that it'll be mine because I will definitely win."
"I'm sorry I have to say this but she's right, my dear Padfoot. You really don't have a chance to win. Moaning Myrtle won't resist my charm."
"We'll see, Harry, we'll see. If we're talking about the ghost I think we are talking about then you don't stand a chance."
"What do you mean?"
"Have patience, my boy. If you want to know what I'm talking about then we better get going because quite a long way is waiting for us."
"If I remember well we're not allowed to wander the corridors at night, even this night. If anyone will catch us we'll get into huge problem," warned Ginny.
"Nobody's going to catch us. Everyone is celebrating, even Filch, so get your butts from the ground and let's go."
Sirius got up from his place on the ground and offered his hand to Hermione to help her get up which she gratefully accepted.
"Hey, and who's going to help me to get up?" inquired Ginny noticing Sirius' action.
"Here," Harry extended his hand and helped her to her feet. "Sirius, please don't be such a gentleman or you'll spoil these girls."
"Don't listen to him, he and that redhead especially," Hermione pointed to Ron ("What did I do now?"), "really need to learn good manners."
"It's too late, mate, they're already spoiled," sighed Ron.
"Oh shut up, bro, and let's go."
"Can we at least put our shoes on?" asked Ron.
"No way, everything you took off will stay right there where they are now," answered Sirius.
"It's easy for you to say that. You at least have your socks on while my and Ron's feet are completely bare," complained Hermione pointing to her feet.
"Oh stop whining we're not going to wander the corridors for long and I'll be more than happy to warm your feet after that," grinned Sirius at Hermione and still holding her hand in his dragged her through the portrait hole before she could say anything. Everyone, including a dissatisfied Ron ("And who is going to warm my feet?"), followed them to the corridors.
After not more than ten minutes the group was already standing at the entrance to the first floor girls' bathroom.
"Well Harry, after you," Sirius opened the doors to the bathroom and held them for Harry and everyone else to come in.
"Myrtle? Are you here?" called Harry but there was no answer only crying in one of the stalls could be heard. Harry went closer to that stall "Er, I just came to tell you that I love you?" he said, suddenly not very certain if he really wanted to do what he was doing.
The crying in the stall dropped and Myrtle's translucent face appeared from behind the door.
"What did you..." she didn't even finish the sentence when her eyes suddenly widened in horror and with a loud scream she disappeared in the closet with a loud 'splash'. The entire bathroom became silent as everyone stood dumbfounded in their places. Everyone except Sirius who suddenly erupted with laugher.
"I just knew it, she hasn't changed at all!" he managed to stutter between fits of laugher.
"OK, what should we all know that we still don't, Padfoot?" asked Harry, "Why did she react as though I have grown two heads?"
"Two heads? Not at all! One head was enough for her. I think she would have died for the second time if you would've had two heads like the one that is on your shoulders right now."
"And could you please explain us why is that?" inquired Hermione.
"Yeah, he's not that gruesome to scare a girl like that," added Ron.
"Oh trust me, for her he is the most gruesome guy in this whole school."
"But she never had run from him like that. So what has changed now?" didn't understand Ginny.
"Don't you really notice what has changed since Moaning Myrtle last saw Harry? I never thought that you could be so blind."
The kids exchanged baffled glances.
"He is the same," said Hermione, "the only thing that has changed is his hair."
"Exactly! That's why I love this girl; she's smarter than all of you together."
"But what does it all have to do with my hair?" still couldn't understand Harry.
"Well, Moaning Myrtle is afraid of bald guys," grinned Sirius, "and you are bald to say the truth."
"Scared of bald guys? I have never heard about such thing before. Why is she sacred of bald guys?" asked Ginny.
"Well that's another story involving The Marauders. One of our most stupid pranks I have to admit, but still a wonderful one."
"Are you going to tell us that story or we're going to stand here forever?"
"Let's better get back to the common room until this nice lady here," Sirius pointed to Hermione "didn't freeze to death. There I will tell you everything about Moaning Myrtle's fear."
"Good idea, I'm really freezing here," said Hermione. "I just can't wait until we get back to the common room and I'll be able to cover myself with something."
"I think your dram won't come true. You will not cover yourself with something but rather take off something. You lost our bet!"
"Merlin's beard, what did I do to deserve this?" asked Hermione as everyone headed to the bathroom door laughing. Their laughing soon faded when Ron opened the door to reveal professor McGonagall standing there with a stern look on her face.
"Would you like to explain me what you are doing here at such time of the night?"
TBC
A/N: Time for explanations. I know you don't really care but I was really busy with my school work (did I mention it's my OWL year? *grin*) as well as going to the doctors who FINALLY managed to find the cause of my coughing. Then of course I should mention being in hospital and an operation which was said to stop my coughing. It didn't really help *cough* Oh well, they say it needs time.