He tried again, wanting desperately to make her understand but he couldn't seem to get his words right. "I never…I didn't understand you. I didn't…"
The ghost shook her head, "You didn't want to—"
"That's a lie, Myrtle! I wanted to know everything about you and you never gave me the chance! You never let me in! You pushed me away every chance you could! I tried! I tried to get closer to you for years and you never trusted me!"
"Well I was right, wasn't I?"
Breathing heavily, he looked up at her in confusion. "What do you mean?"
'I was right to not to trust you. Look what you did," she spat angrily. "You told everyone that I was a slut! You told everyone that I would fuck any guy that looked my way!"
He stammered, "I…I…"
"You what, Sirius?"
"I was mad, alright? You had just rejected me in front of everyone and I was embarrassed! I put myself out there for you and you shot me down!"
"And I tried to find you. I wanted to explain but you never gave me a chance to. By dinner, you had already spread the rumor!" she shouted.