This chapter was not in the original version of this story, it has been written so it makes a little more sense. Once again it is short.
Stepping into the small bathroom near the top of the Weasleys' tall house, Ginny closed the door and began to undress. After taking off her jeans she was about to pull off her t-shirt when she heard a distant, yet distinct rattling noise, like something being repeatedly hit against a metal pipe. Pausing for a moment to listen Ginny wondered whether or not to continue. The rattling came again, vibrating through the pipes. "That bloody ghoul." Ginny thought, figuring out what the noice was. Pulling off the t-shirt she unclipped her bra, slid out her panties, and stepped into the shower.
Turning on the water, she picked up a bottle of shower gel and started rubbing it on. As the gel foamed Ginny heard the rattling getting louder. The ghoul was evidently trying to be louder than the shower at this point.
Washing the gel off, Ginny stood, letting the water run down her hair, flow down her chest and stomach and then down her legs to the drain. As the last bubbles of foam drifted from her toes, the rattling seemed to stop…
It took a moment for Ginny to notice that the rattling had gone, and for some reason it made her nervous. Turning off the shower, she stepped out of it. She didn't want to be in here.
Grapping her jeans from where they lay on the floor, she pulled them on and snatched up her bra. She heard a crash from somewhere above her. She had to get out of there. Without clipping the bra she grabbed the t-shirt. She was to late. With a snarling roar and a splash the ghoul came speeding up out of the toilet.
Ginny looked at it in horror and, back against the door, she screamed.