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Myrtle x Reader

  "M-Myrtle are you there?"
"Yes, I really cannot go anywhere.
                                           
The day carried out as always.
Class, Malfoy, Myrtle. Sometimes, you would even skip classes to see her. How you met was actually how people meet her.
        
You push open the door to the girl's restroom, furious. You saw Potter with Cho. 'That cheating bastard!" You hear crying and sniffling, somewhat similar to your own. It's coming from a stall. As you slowly push open the door, what you see doesn't surprise you. You had heard rumors about the 'haunted' stall but never believed them. You see a ghost girl, about your age.
"Why are you crying?"
You both say at the same time.
              
"Myrtle, I have found something to bring you back ! To make you human again! Isn't that great?"
"Myrtle, baby why are you crying?" you pause and look at her ghostly features, taking them in. You had recently started dating the ghost in the bathroom.
"What if- what if it doesn't work a-and I never see you again?"
She cries, sniffling sadly.
You had tested it on a ghost in the Black Forest earlier, which assured you it worked.
"It's going to work Myrtle, but how is it supposed to touch you?"
'Maybe if she picks it up and drinks it? She may be a ghost but she can still touch things.'
                        
"I feel very strange!" Myrtle says, her voice cracking.
"I forgot to mention some things. It makes you understand everything modern and your probably hitting puberty right about now, which explains your voice cracking. It'll probably take a few hours for your body and mind to settle. You'll most likely pass out and be very hungry. So yeah, I think that's everything."
You explain.
"I feel very tired all of a sudden; very sleepy."
Myrtle drops to the floor.
You sigh, picking up her fragile frame. "I love you." You whisper in her ear, even though she's sleeping.
         
You whisper the password to the
Y/h dorm. (your house). Carrying her to your dorm, you lie her down on your bed.
You brush a piece of fallen hair out of her face, sighing and laying down next to her. Pulling the blanket over you both, you wrap your arms around her. She responds by snuggling her face into the crook of your neck, her soft breaths against your neck.
You drift off into a dreamless slumber, lying next to the love of your life.
                
You wake up, yawning and rubbing your eyes. Myrtle still sleeping, you watch her . She looks so peaceful in her sleep.
You curse under your breath
"What about Dumbledore?!"
'We'll just visit Hagrid, he'll tell him.' "I love you Myrtle."

'How did I get so lucky?' Y/n thinks.