Everlasting ⁂ Harry Potter [1]

Chapter Thirty Four

"I'm here! I'm here!" Olivia yelled out as she rushed into the second floor girl's lavatory, momentarily stunned by the disarray presented within its dusty surfaces, cracked mirrors and chipped sinks. The place was quite gloomy, she could understand why Hermione chose it. Remembering her friends, Olivia stopped observing the room and moved over to the trio, extending her hand to the Gryffindor girl so she could take what Olivia had brought with her. "Please tell me it was two bundles? I barely got two, and if it's more I can't go back for it now. Professor Sprout was quite interested in what I was doing already when I asked to borrow some from the greenhouse, I had to tell her it was for a tea mentioned by Gwen's mum."

A few days ago, Hermione had shared the plan she, Harry and Ron had come up with based on their suspicions about Draco Malfoy being the Heir of Slytherin and the one who had opened the Chamber of Secrets. To brew the Polyjuice Potion, the Gryffindors needed certain ingredients from the greenhouses, and there was nobody better to get them than Olivia. And after word spread of poor Colin Creevey being petrified, there was no time to waste in preparing the potion so it would be ready as soon as possible and they could discover the truth. Whether Malfoy really was behind all of this.

"You asked for it?" Ron questioned with wide eyes as he watched Hermione start to add the Knotgrass into the cauldron in front of her, the potion within it already starting to smoke as she did so.

"Well, I wasn't just going to go in there and take it. That's stealing." Olivia retorted with furrowed brows, sending him a confused look. She didn't want to lie about what she needed it for to her Head of House either, but she couldn't possibly just steal it.

"Well, I doubt that's what's going to get us caught anyways. Enlighten me, why are we brewing this potion in broad daylight, in the middle of a girls' lavatory? Don't you think we'll get caught?" Ron now looked to Hermione, the same look of curiosity and hesitation displayed on both Olivia and Harry's faces as the ginger haired Hufflepuff moved to sit down on the floor next to him.

"Never. No one ever comes in here." Hermione stated confidently, but without an explanation as to why that is, the other three still sent her somewhat dubious looks. Although, Olivia could understand that it might not be anyone's favourite bathroom because of its looks.

"Moaning Myrtle." The way Hermione was not looking at Ron, but instead something behind him, made both Harry and Olivia turn their heads to inspect what had caught the brunette's attention. To Olivia's surprise, she spotted a ghost creeping up on Ron as he questioned Hermione who she was talking about. The ghost appeared to be dressed in an old version of the Hogwarts student robes, her hair, which once must've been a dark brown or even black colour, was tied into two pigtails on her head and she observed Ron through her glasses with an almost irritated expression in her eyes.

"I'm Moaning Myrtle!" The ghost exclaimed, flying right into Ron's face, making the Weasley turn to her in surprise, his wide eyes depicting a trace of fear he felt due to her sudden appearance. But she didn't remain in front of him long, and as she continued to talk to them, she flew up into the air further away from all four, making their heads turn to look at her curiously. "I wouldn't expect you to know me. Who would ever talk to fat, ugly, miserable, moping, moaning Myrtle?" Myrtle let out a few sobs before she wailed, quite loudly too, flying right past them and into one of the stalls where she dived head first into a toilet.