When Hearts Take Control-Draco Malfoy love story #Wattys2016

Moaning Myrtle

I heard a soft cry. I held my breath.

"Who's there?" I stammered, my voice shaky from all the crying.

I wish I had brought my wand. Moaning Myrtle came out of the toilet bowls.

"Just me." She said to me.

Then she swept her way through the air and landed beside me in the mirror.

"Why are you crying?" She asked.

"It's just...this boy he-"

The memory of Draco made me start to cry again.

"Oh, a boy... is he hot like Harry Potter?" Moaning Myrtle asked me interestingly, drifting up into the air dreamily.

When I heard Harry's name, it just made me cry harder.

"What's Harry going to say to me?" I mumbled.

"So is Harry your boyfriend? Or should I say- ex boyfriend?" Myrtle asked me hopefully.

"No." I replied to her. "I'm talking about Dr-Malfoy!" I said, stopping myself from saying Draco.

Then I paused, looking up at Myrtle who was now flying backwards in the air.

"Draco Malfoy..." Myrtle trailed off. "He's the jerk who's friends with that asshole Pansy Parkinson isn't he?!"

She turned on me. I stepped back in surprise.

"Yeah, that's the one." I said after a while, my eyes narrowing in anger at the memory of Pansy.

"Well it's a good thing you broke up with him." Myrtle said to me in her wispy voice again.

She moaned a little bit and drifted. Then she came flying back gently.

"And what about Harry?" She whispered in my ear. "What's up with him?"
"I should've trusted him." I muttered to myself. "Why didn't I listen to him when he told me about Malfoy?" 

I was angry at myself, and also angry at Malfoy, and FURIOUS with Parkinson.