The Duplicity of Friendship
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
2,754
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 5: Sneaking Around
Chapter 5: Sneaking Around
Midnight, later that night….
Ginny was in Moan Myrtle’s bathroom adjusting her outfit. She’s wearing blood red wool shorts with a matching tuxedo jacket and a cream linen blouse. Blood red high-heeled knee length boots complete her outfit. Her hair is styled in a curly ponytail that trails down her back alluringly. Plus, she is wearing the owl charm Narcissa sent her earlier in the day.
“You look great!” admires Moaning Myrtle.
“Thank you,” breathes Ginny.
“I bet you are excited. I wish that I could leave this bathroom,” pouts Myrtle. “Why can’t you leave to where you are going from your dorm?” she asks.
“Because my very curious dorm mates will wonder where I am going and I don’t want to tell them. Besides, I kind of like it in here,” she admits.
“Do you still dream about him,” inquires Myrtle.
“Sometimes, but its different now,” comments Ginny.
“How?” asks Myrtle further?
“I don’t know, I suppose I’m different now. I’m older and he has lost his mystique,” she confesses. “When I dream about him, I don’t see his face anymore, well his face has lost its features just like real life according to Harry. No. Tom Riddle nor Lord Voldermort don’t hold the fear they did when I was younger,” Ginny slowly continues.
“Interesting,” replies Myrtle.
“Well, I need to get going. Thanks for letting me use your bathroom Myrtle I really appreciate it,” finishes Ginny. She takes hold of the owl charm and says, “The place of forgetting.” Then she disappears.
Once she is gone. Myrtle sings out, “You can come out now.”
Out of one of the stalls bounds Harry, Hermione, and Ron.
Hermione whips out her wand and says, “Finite Incantatem, thus removing the silencing spell from Ron. She looks at him disapprovingly and scolds, “That’s for not keeping quiet like we told you.”
A very annoyed Ron coldly inquires, “Where is my little sister?”
Moaning Myrtle pipes up, “She never says where she is going. She just uses my bathroom to get ready and as a place to portkey out of the castle.”
“That’s it!” exclaims Ron, “She has a lot explaining to do in the morning. Out past curfew, receiving packages from strange owls, and did you see that OUTFIT?! It was indecent. Little miss has a lot of explaining to do! That is all I have to say. Portkeying to who knows where at this time of night. Doesn’t she know we have a war on!”
“Ron, could you calm down, “ pleads Harry.
“NO,” answers Ron, “When you marry her you can take over the worrying. Now it is my turn.” Ron walked out the bathroom in a huff.
Hermione threw up her hands and followed him telling him, “If you confront her with that attitude in the morning she will hex you again and I won’t remove it this time.”
Harry smirked, shook his head, and says to Myrtle, “Good night and thank you for letting us know about Ginny’s nocturnal activities. You will keep us informed, right Mrytle.”
As she blushes and admits, “Of course, Harry.”
Harry runs after his friends.
When Myrtle is certain they are gone, she tells a fourth party, “You can come out now.”
Out of one of the back stalls emerges Draco Malfoy.
“Now Myrtle, you won’t talk about our arrangement, will you?” wheedles Draco.
“Of course not, Draco,” giggles Moaning Mrytle.
“And, please do call me Draco,” confirms Draco as he winks at Moaning Mrytle and gives her a bow.
Midnight, later that night….
Ginny was in Moan Myrtle’s bathroom adjusting her outfit. She’s wearing blood red wool shorts with a matching tuxedo jacket and a cream linen blouse. Blood red high-heeled knee length boots complete her outfit. Her hair is styled in a curly ponytail that trails down her back alluringly. Plus, she is wearing the owl charm Narcissa sent her earlier in the day.
“You look great!” admires Moaning Myrtle.
“Thank you,” breathes Ginny.
“I bet you are excited. I wish that I could leave this bathroom,” pouts Myrtle. “Why can’t you leave to where you are going from your dorm?” she asks.
“Because my very curious dorm mates will wonder where I am going and I don’t want to tell them. Besides, I kind of like it in here,” she admits.
“Do you still dream about him,” inquires Myrtle.
“Sometimes, but its different now,” comments Ginny.
“How?” asks Myrtle further?
“I don’t know, I suppose I’m different now. I’m older and he has lost his mystique,” she confesses. “When I dream about him, I don’t see his face anymore, well his face has lost its features just like real life according to Harry. No. Tom Riddle nor Lord Voldermort don’t hold the fear they did when I was younger,” Ginny slowly continues.
“Interesting,” replies Myrtle.
“Well, I need to get going. Thanks for letting me use your bathroom Myrtle I really appreciate it,” finishes Ginny. She takes hold of the owl charm and says, “The place of forgetting.” Then she disappears.
Once she is gone. Myrtle sings out, “You can come out now.”
Out of one of the stalls bounds Harry, Hermione, and Ron.
Hermione whips out her wand and says, “Finite Incantatem, thus removing the silencing spell from Ron. She looks at him disapprovingly and scolds, “That’s for not keeping quiet like we told you.”
A very annoyed Ron coldly inquires, “Where is my little sister?”
Moaning Myrtle pipes up, “She never says where she is going. She just uses my bathroom to get ready and as a place to portkey out of the castle.”
“That’s it!” exclaims Ron, “She has a lot explaining to do in the morning. Out past curfew, receiving packages from strange owls, and did you see that OUTFIT?! It was indecent. Little miss has a lot of explaining to do! That is all I have to say. Portkeying to who knows where at this time of night. Doesn’t she know we have a war on!”
“Ron, could you calm down, “ pleads Harry.
“NO,” answers Ron, “When you marry her you can take over the worrying. Now it is my turn.” Ron walked out the bathroom in a huff.
Hermione threw up her hands and followed him telling him, “If you confront her with that attitude in the morning she will hex you again and I won’t remove it this time.”
Harry smirked, shook his head, and says to Myrtle, “Good night and thank you for letting us know about Ginny’s nocturnal activities. You will keep us informed, right Mrytle.”
As she blushes and admits, “Of course, Harry.”
Harry runs after his friends.
When Myrtle is certain they are gone, she tells a fourth party, “You can come out now.”
Out of one of the back stalls emerges Draco Malfoy.
“Now Myrtle, you won’t talk about our arrangement, will you?” wheedles Draco.
“Of course not, Draco,” giggles Moaning Mrytle.
“And, please do call me Draco,” confirms Draco as he winks at Moaning Mrytle and gives her a bow.