Disclaimer: Shona the Loner is purely fictuous. Any real people resembling her are either so mean that they deserve to be poked or purely coincidental. Oh and E-bay isn't mine. Neither is Harry Potter. Shucks
Chapter 12. Shona the Loner and the return of the evil fluffy pink diary.
Once again the three crustcateers where back to square 1 so Harry and Tiny Ron went to Myrtles bog to visit her as they felt sorry for the little larry loner. But there was another Ghost there, the daughter of Peeves, her name was Shona, she was a loner. Shona the Loner. She had a mean, scowling face and looked even more miserable than Myrtle. But the strangest thing about her was her hair. It was curly, transparent and....ORANGE.
"Oi! You've nicked my barnet!" said the idiotic Tiny Ron, massaging his scalp to see if it was still there. Shona surveyed them coolly and then cackled. "HAHAHAHAHAHA! You're pansies, you are! Nobody but girls come here, so you must be girls! Unless you've come to flirt with Myrtle! Poor ugly, sulking, spotty, boring old Myrt- OWWW you cow!" shrieked Shona as Myrtle grabbed her by her orange hair and pushed her down the plughole. "Hello Harry, Ron," said Myrtle politely, who was reading a book called "The Lonely Planet Guide to the Afterlife". Harry noticed that she was sniffling a bit and her eyes were a bit red. "'Sup shorty," said Ron, and attempted to do a complicated handshake with Myrtle, but his hand went right through her. "THOUGHTLESS! ABSOLUTELY THOUGHTLESS," bawled Myrtle. "First some idiot chucks a diary with teddy bears on it through my head, and now you try to SHAKE MY HAAAAND!!!!" She vanished down the U-bend and Harry and Ron read the back of her t-shirt which read, "Death Sucks".
Harry's head was big and fat as he new that moaning myrtle fancied him. His head was sooo fat that it weighed him down and it banged against the floor. Ha ha. It landed right in a pile of slosh next to a pink, forever friends diary. Ron picked it up as he was a retard and was poor. He thought he could flog it on ebay for about 2 sickles. Harry stuffed it in his bag and ran away.
A/N: This was funny! I liked it anyway, but losts of people have said my sense of humour sucks. Anyway, read on to find out more......
