Dark Magic at Hogwarts
Part of the Story "at Hogwarts" series
-in which characters, problems and motives are introduced and dealt with...or Not
(somewhat connected to Crimson--done by kira who is almost done writing it)
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Harry nor anyother member of his possy is own by me...yet
"Now why are you doing this again?" the small female ghost said drifting above the piles and piles of books that littered the empty girl washroom. They had just gotten back from the darkened and abandoned library. It seemed that even Madam Irma Pince had left her pervious books to join the fight.
"I want to find a spell that will help me with spells…or something"
"See normally when someone tells you that you're no good with spells, you don't go out and look up hard, difficult band spells. Usually a person won't want to look up any spells, they would just eat ice cream!"
"You should have learned my now Myrtle that I am anything but normal. Do you see any books that say self improvement or bravery…" Meg said looking through two large leather bond books.
"What am I you personal assistant?"
"No, just my friend who wants me to be happy." Meg pouted.
"Gaaa! Fine I'll look. You have no respect for the dead, you know."
"Darling if you are dead, then I am Dumbledore himself. You have more spirit and life in you than most of the living people I know." Meg said these words without thinking. She knew had it been only a few months earlier Myrtle would have gone away crying and cursing her, but things change over time, and Meg, Kira and James' friendship with Myrtle over the past while had really began to soften her up. Meg also believed that for the first time in a long time, Myrtle had meet someone who complained as much if not more than herself. Of course Meg was talking about James. That girl was an endless supply of chatter, something she had been missing for the week since her departure.
Myrtle seemed to be taking what Meg said as a compliment or was just ignoring it. Myrtle was humming some tune to herself as she drifted over one of the piles. "Dragons and how to feed them, Dirty dog and how the clean them, Drugs and where to find them…ah Erasing the errors in your life!"
"Perfect," Meg said walking over and picking up the book. Flipping through, she read it was simply overstating how important it was to appreciate all the important people in her life, and to appreciate yourself and how important you were yada yada yada, blahdidy blah blah. "No good." Tossing the book on the increasingly large pile of useless books. It fell next to The brave Knights of Today and Fighting your way out of No. "I'm finding nothing that I can use."
"You know everyone like you for you. I like you,"
Once again, not paying attention. "I could try and make my own spell."
"Kira likes you," myrtle continued, she too not really paying attention.
"She makes her own spells…"
"James likes you,"
"It always seems to work out for her,"
"Snape really, really likes you."
"Though last time I tried my own spell, it blew up half a class room,"
"Same with Neville really."
"No one got hurt … well seriously…"
"Hmmm," Myrtle said turning to Meg
"Hmmm," Meg said turning to Myrtle.