it was another morning at hogwarts but no school today. it was some holiday that lasted only one day so you made plans with myrtle to go to hogsmeade.
it was getting colder outside of winter that was coming up. you loved winter and the cold air that the world was filled with.
myrtle and you were at three broomsticks drinking butterbeer. it was a nice place and it made you fill comfortable.
myrtle was talking to you about her past. it's not like you don't know it yet but you needed to be stupid sometimes.
myrtle was a muggle-born girl sorted in revenclew. her father was a wizard and her mum was a muggle.
she was different from the others. that's what she was told.
she was bullied by a lot of girls and even boys. she was irritating to many people that's why you got well with her.
you found yourself in her. always the weird and irritating one. trying to be everything you aren't just to please people around you.
the more you found about her the more you understood her. you understood her feelings and needs. she wanted everyone to be happy and loved, because she couldn't be that.
