A/N: Sometimes I think I could own Harry Potter but then I think mmm…..maybe not.

Paula Win (my bestie and idea go-to-er) thought of that one, taken from Pitch Perfect the movie she would suggest you watch it if you haven't. If you have, watch it again.

I had tried updating this sooner but the site seemed to be down so I apologise for the delay. I also decided to upload two! Enjoy…

Draco wanted to talk to Hermione a lot, he just didn't know how. What would he say? She thought he was a horrible person that hated muggles and 'mudbloods'. He wasn't surprised after all, he did make a show of acting like a racist git. He decided he should discuss it with Pansy and figure out what he could do.

Draco felt guilty in a way, he saw how Pansy looked at him. He suspected it was the same way he and the weasel looked at Hermione. He couldn't help his feelings though, while he liked Pansy very much the only feelings he felt for her were like those a brother would feel for his sister. However, the guilt he felt for trying to be friends with Pansy was undermined by the need for a friend he could really rely on. He knew the others wouldn't understand. He was supposed to be 'Draco Malfoy; heir to the Malfoy manor, proud Slytherin and future death eater.' Draco felt as if his chance of a normal life had been taken from him. Why couldn't he have been born to a normal wizarding family and placed in Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff? Life would be so much easier, he wouldn't have to pretend to be something he wasn't, wouldn't have to be afraid that if he didn't do what his malicious father said that he would be placed under the cruciatious curse and end up like a couple his mother told him about doomed to spend the rest of his days in St. Mungos crazy and looking at the same four walls unable to go back to reality from fear. No! Draco thought I cant't let that happen.

As Draco walked through the halls of Hogwarts he was unaware of his surroundings as he was so lost in thought. He didn't notice the two Gryfindor boys sneak up behind him wands out waiting for an opportunity to arise. He was very surprised when he suddenly found himself knocked off his feet due to a well-aimed stupefy and then hung upside down by a leviosa charm.

"Lookie at what we caught George"

"Oooh, a Slytherin rat Fred"

"I wonder what we should do with him now"

"Mmm, I think we should lock him in Mertyles bathroom!"

Draco found himself flying along the corridors the twins never caring if there were corners or walls as they ran along with him directing his helpless body where to go. Just as Draco thought he was going to throw up he was dropped into a toilet and left stunned at the shrieking that seemed to come from inside his head.

"What a pathetic excuse for a boy they brought me" a shrill high pitched voice exclaimed beside his ear. Never seeing the ghost of Mrytle before he forced himself to open his eyes and look around. He hardly believed his eyes to the vision he found in front of him. The ghost only inches from his face was undeniably pretty. Jet black hair tied in pigtails and the geekiest glassed hid the girl she once was. Under that Draco could see the twinkling eyes, cute freckles and beaming smile the girl had

"WOW" Draco breathed. He had never came so close to a girl that he had found attractive before.

"What? You think that this is funny? You think that the fact that I'm dead is COOL?" Myrtle all but shrieked and went to float away dramatically about to cry

"NO! don't go! I was just stunned by your beauty." Draco quickly stammered out.

"EXCuse me?" the girl said shrilly with the best puppy dog face she could muster. After what seemed like forever to Draco she did an about turn and was in his face in milliseconds "you really think so?" she asked quietly

"Yeah," Draco whispered "your one of the prettiest girls I've ever met" and it was true. Even though this girl was clearly dead, he saw something in her.

"well," she mused "the twins were supposed to bring me someone I could scare the hell out of for practice, but this is a nice surprise" Myrtle snuffled, she hadn't expected the boy to be so nice.

"Why are you sad?" Draco asked, trying to be polite as he could for he knew the girls history

"A boy KILLED me!" Myrtle shrieked again about to fly off

"I'm sorry" came a muttered response

"What?" she said shocked

"I said I'm sorry, that somebody killed you. That mustn't have been very pleasant" Draco replied trying to sound sympathetic. And apparently that was all she needed to hear

"No, it wasn't." Myrtle said in the quietest voice he had heard her use yet "I was in here crying as usual because everyone was picking on me 'poor mudbloood Myrtle she's so u-u-ugly'" she stammered out in almost a sing song like voice "I heard this unusual hissing sound coming from over there" pointing to the taps "I looked up to see where it was coming from and that's when I saw him standing next to something huge. The next thing I saw was two big yellow eyes and then that was it! I d-di-di-dieeed!" she wailed.

Draco reached out his arms as if to hug the poor crying girl in front of him. He wanted to comfort her but instead he found his arms in mid-air hands protruding through the girl now sobbing. Draco let his arms fall to his sides in defeat looked at Myrtle and sighed. If only there was a way to make her feel better. "Will you come to see me again?" Myrtle asked looking dishevelled

"Of course, I'll visit every day if I can." With that Draco stood up and started to make his apologies, he needed to get back to the common room to talk things through with Pansy and make sure he was still sane, it wasn't everyday one found themselves making friends with a wailing ghost after all.

I like Myrtle don't you? Seems to be a little crazy but I think she has the potential to be hilarious! Dunno if it is going to show on the fic reader but the lines on the page went a bit off and started skipping like a whole tab on each line and I don't know how to fix it oh well, on to the next chapter! Thanks to all out there who are reading this, it might be few it might be loads but every single one of you mean a lot to have chosen my story to read! So yeah, thanks hehe.