"AUGH! HELP! HELP! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLPPP!" Edward screamed. The three of them were back in the water, now, and Edward was trying to run around in circles on the bottom of the pool, but it was harder to run in water than it was on land, of course, so he was having a hard time with it.

"Edward! Calm down!" Andrea said sharply. "It's okay."

"Yeah, totally," said Hermione. "Anyway, how are we going to get to the ghost? Tell him it's okay to feel sad, and that he shouldn't try to make other people feel miserable cuz of it! He knows how it feels, why would he want others to feel that way?"

"He doesn't like being jealous," Edward answered. "He doesn't want other people to get what he wanted but never had."

Suddenly, they saw something white and glimmering that could only be the ghost, riding on his ghost horse.

"ARRRGGGHHH! I WILL MAKE YOU ALL SUFFER!" he cried again. They could see silver tears running down his face…and the horse's, too.

"Ghost, please!" Hermione cried, rather desperately. "Don't be like this! Please, just talk to us. Don't terrorize people, try to be nice."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" the ghost roared.

"This is going to be harder than you thought, eh, Hermione?" said Andrea, looking rather scared at the ghost and his ghost horse.

"Yes," said Hermione, "it is…but I'm not giving up this easily!"

She smiled at the ghost and his ghost horse, even though it was difficult, since she was so scared. "Can you please tell us about what's wrong?"

Suddenly, they could no longer see the ghost, just the ghost horse, waiting there in the waters of the pool, obediently, for its master…and something very strange seemed to be happening to Edward.

His limbs were shaking and he was no longer making the terrified face he had been. His head now twisted around, slowly, to look at the girls.

"It's me," said Edward, in a howling voice, quite unlike his own. "The ghost."

"EDWARD!" Hermione cried desperately. "You've got to resist! Don't let the ghost do anything to you!"

"Edward's not here any longer," said the ghost. Edward's face smiled.

"Yes, he is!" Andrea cried. "You're just possessing him! I know his brain is still in there somewhere!"

"Yes!" cried the ghost. "Yes! Nothing on God's green Earth will make me let him go, though! Your friend is gone forever!"

"No!" Hermione cried. "Think…think…think…"

She thought as hard as she could, thinking about all the books she had ever read, and everything she had done. Suddenly, she remembered this nonfiction book she had read once, called Extraordinary Encounters with Ghosts, and she remembered that one of the stories was one that had taken place at a pool, in 1945, about two girls who had came to the pool out of nowhere, and used something to banish a ghost from the pool that had been terrorizing the town. What had the girls used, though? Hermione had a slight feeling those two girls just might be Andrea and her.

Suddenly, she remembered.

"I've got it!" she screamed, happy that she had found the solution. Now, she could finally rescue Edward and the rest of the town. "Chocolate!"

"Chocolate?" said Andrea, baffled. "Hermione, how could you possibly be thinking about chocolate at a time like this?"

"No!" Hermione cried, almost laughing with relief. "Andrea, the way we're going to get rid of this ghost is…with some chocolate!"