Title: I Used To Love Her
By: Samantha Riddle
Warning: Ghost love and language
Disclaimer: I don't own HP or anything…just the plot and word processor. Thanks. Review please! Don't sue!
I watched her laugh and giggle with her little friends as they walked down the corridor to the Great Hall for lunch. Her wild mane had smoothed out into soft golden curls the caressed her lower back, her body had filled out in all of the right places, and her eyes, they were the color of sweet honey glistening in the sun. She was perfect to look, but I don't love her anymore. Not the way I once did.
My only friend had left me for them. She had sold her soul to the ones who had tormented her the previous six years for what? A boy. Not just any boy, the Boy-who-Lived-To-Steal-My-Hermione. Yup, that's right. The infamous Harry James Potter stole the beautiful Hermione Jane Granger from me. Oh, that wasn't the worst part about it. They had come into my bathroom to be together. He had taken her to the chamber.
I heard them, I watched them, and I cursed them. She knew I liked him, yet she became his whore! He used her and when he wouldn't give her what she wanted she had the audacity to come to me and cry about how unfair everything is! Had she forgotten who I am? I'm Moaning –Fucking- Myrtle! That little bitch seems to think that all I'm good for is to cry to. Well, I'm not! I have feelings, too. I suppose I'll just have to go and tell her favorite professor what she's been doing. I'm sure he'll be happy with her. Perhaps even reward her for her good behavior.
A/N: yeah, I know. It's weird. This is the first time I've written anything like this before. Man, I made Myrtle evil…yeah; well I guess that's what you get for pissing off a ghost. LoL. Oh and a stalkery one at that…LoL. I think its so funny…oh well its kind of angsty, I suppose…Heh, ok well review me. Thanks.
Much love,
Samantha