Chapter 15: What's This?!

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Sapphire's P.O.V. 

        I walked through the halls, wearing this outfit, towards the Gryffindor Common Room. Oh, why, you ask? Well, I think it's safe to say I want to reminisce, and spend time with my only daughter, who has been with her friends all year. I walked up the stairs, and I felt my foot step into some sort of puddle. What's this?! I looked down and thought "ew" to myself, but nevertheless, walked to where this flooding all started. Halls were flooded with water, and the most reasonable thing for me to do, was follow it. It led to me to the girl's bathroom, where the ghost of Moaning Myrtle haunted. I ran inside, to find none other than Harry, Ron, and Autumn. Hermione was in the hospital wing, I believe. 

"SURE!" I heard the haunting voice of Moaning Myrtle. "Let's all throw books at Myrtle, because she can't feel it. Ten points if you get it through her stomach! Fifty points if it goes through HER HEAD!" 

"But who threw it at you, anyway?" Asked Harry. 

"I don't know." Again came Myrtle. "I was just sitting here thinking about death, and it fell through the top of my head. Mhm." Then, she started wailing again, and floating in the air. I walked in. 

"Myrtle." I stated, glaring a bit at her. Autumn, Harry, and Ron stared at me in a sort of disbelief. Why I glared at Myrtle is because she has always been rude to me. Always. See, she has this thing for the Potters. James, Harry, even Lily she adored. And every time I would storm in here, almost always crying, before the Marauders had apologized for what they have done, she would laugh, and only encourage what they told me minutes before. And since the first time I discovered this bathroom, I've hated her. 

She just threw me a ghostly laugh.

"Sapphire. Came back to Hogwarts?" She said. 

"I have." My arms were crossed. 

"Lovely." She laughed again, but flew away and started wailing again. 

"Don't you have to head back to the Gryffindor Common Room, now?" I smiled at the kids. 

"O-oh yeah." Harry stuttered. "I have - uh - just forgotten something."

"Here?" I asked, my eyebrow raised. He was definitely up to something, and that I noticed as he nodded and proceeded to pick up a book, almost like a diary, up from the flooded floor. 'Forgotten,' huh? 

I just pretended not to notice, as the four of us headed to the Common Room. 

A/N: I'm planning to do two updates today, so stay tuned for another. I would like some more comments from you guys, please please!! <3

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