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"Don't worry; they're into boys." I giggled.

"Y/N!" Harry and Ron yelled at once.

Myrtle looked at us squinting her eyes "I do not think you're telling the truth, Y/N. From what I heard from the people, all the boys fancy you, but me... no one fancies me because I am a mudblood and I'm a ghost now." she cried once again after mentioning she's now a ghost.

"All the boys? Fancy me? Ha!"

"She is not wrong, Y/N." Hermione smiled.

"Hermione, stop it." let out the boys.

Harry moved closer to me and whispered to my ears "Ask her if she saw anything, " he murmured.

"What are you whispering?" said Myrtle, staring at him.

"Nothing," said Harry quickly. "We wanted to ask--"

"I wish people would stop talking behind my back!" said Myrtle, in a voice choked with tears. "I do have feelings, you know, even if I am dead--"

"Myrtle, no one wants to upset you," said Hermione. "Harry only--"

"No one wants to upset me! That's a good one!" howled Myrtle. "My life was nothing but misery at this place, and now people come along ruining my death!"

"Myrtle I swear if you keep interrupting us and keep whining, I promise you would not last here in Hogwarts. I am bringing your soul to hell. So stop whining and listen." I snapped at her; I saw my eyes flicker from the mirror.

Her eyes widen, and she whimpers" I-I'm sorry... I will stop..."

"you better, now Hermione. Go ask her."

"Okay so, we wanted to ask you if you've seen anything funny lately," said Hermione quickly. "Because a cat was attacked right outside your front door on Halloween."

"Did you see anyone near here that night?" said Harry.

"I wasn't paying attention," said Myrtle dramatically. "Peeves upset me so much I came in here and tried to kill myself. Then, of course, I remembered that I'm - that I'm--"

"Already dead," said Ron helpfully.

Myrtle gave a tragic sob, rose in the air, turned over, and dived headfirst into the toilet, splashing water all over them and vanishing from sight, although from the direction of her muffled sobs, she had come to rest somewhere in the U-bend.

"Merlin, shut up!-"

Harry and Ron stood with their mouths open, but Hermione shrugged wearily and said, "Honestly, that was almost cheerful for Myrtle... Come on, let's go."

I had barely closed the door on Myrtle's gurgling sobs when a loud voice made all four of us jump.

"RON!"

Percy had stopped dead at the head of the stairs, prefect badge agleam, an expression of complete shock on his face.

"That's a girls bathroom!" he gasped. "What were you-?"

"Just having a look around," Ron shrugged. "Clues, you know--"

"Get - away - from - there -" Perry said, striding toward us and starting to bustle along, flapping his arms. "Don't you care what this looks like? Coming back here while everyone's at dinner--"

"Why shouldn't we be here?" said Ron hotly, stopping short and glaring at Percy. "Listen, we never laid a finger on that cat!"

"That's what I told Ginny," said Percy fiercely, "but she still seems to think you're going to be expelled, I've never seen her so upset, crying her eyes out, you might think of her, all the first years are thoroughly overexcited by this business--"

"You don't care about Ginny," said Ron, whose ears were now reddening. " You're just worried I'm going to mess up your chances of being Head Boy--"

"That's enough—"

"—Five points from Gryffindor!" Percy said tersely, fingering his prefect badge. "And I hope it teaches you a lesson! No more detective work or I'll write to Mum!"

And he strode off, the back of his neck as red as Ron's ears.

"Percy! Get back here!" I yelled.

I turned towards Ron and placed my hands on his cheeks "I'll go and talk to him." I smiled at him and to the others.

I caught up to Percy and grabbed his robes "Ron, I swear if you're going to fight me about embarrassing you in front of Y/N— Y/N? What is it?"

"You should've said those to Ron, you two are still brothers." I glared.

He looked at me and fixed his robe "All I was doing is my job as a perfect, should I take points from your house too? And also you four going there, letting the boys go with you in the girl's bathroom? Tell me, Y/N."

I looked at him, surprised; he doesn't act like towards me. "What is wrong with you? Percy, tell me honestly. Why are you acting like this out of the blue?" I screamed.

His frowns as his ears are turning redder than his hair "It is because you don't give me attention like you always do! It's mostly those three! Or your bloody Slytherin friends!"

Is he gone mad? Not giving him attention? What does he think of me? His girlfriend? I do have a crush on him but him acting like this is way too much.

"I know that you are older than me and the fact that you are a prefect, but I am warning you this, you better watch your attitude towards me because I would not hesitate to snap at you."

His eyes squinted "Look at your attitude now also this is the effect of being with Knight way too—"

"—Do not bring her up right now, Percy Ignatius Weasley! She got nothing to do with my attitude right now or this conversation; the main point do not talk to your brother like that!" I let out all my emotions.

"At least you got your family members with you here, at least you still have your parents with you. And look what I got, NOTHING, I GOT NOTHING. I DO NOT KNOW MY PARENTS OR IF I HAVE SIBLINGS." I cried out as I nudge my finger on his chest as I felt my tears flowing down to my cheeks.

"All I have is my grandfather and my uncles and aunts. Sure, I can be a troublemaker, sure I break the rules and don't listen to them. And sure, I would get angry at them, but at least you should apologise for acting like that!" I continued.

"Y/N..."

I chuckled bitterly, and I wipe my tears away. "Also do not act like you're the only one who's wanting attention from each other. I have tried to get your bloody attention, but you're too focused on being a perfect and every time I would try I talk to you, you're with that Ravenclaw. So watch your damn attitude, Weasley." I grimaced.

"Y/N, look, I'm sorry—"

"—Percy? There you are, I've been looking for you— Dumbledore, what happened?" Penelope Clearwater appeared.

"Do not talk to me; I didn't permit you."

"Y/N."

"How dare you, ten points from Slytherin!–"

"—I don't bloody care." I rolled my eyes and left them.

As I walk towards the dungeon, I felt someone behind me. "Percy, I swear—"

"Are... Are you alright?" I turned around, and it was Blaise.

I blink as tears still flow down, I nodded "Hahaha, it is nothing. Don't worry about it." I smiled.

"I... I, um, I saw and heard what happened a while ago... Mum said it is okay to cry and let it out." he smiled at me.

He opened his arms "Come here." I stared at him and his open arms, I slowly walked to him and embraced him.

I started crying once again. Congratulations. I am now a crybaby.

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"All right," said Hermione coldly. "What we'd need to do is to get inside the Slytherin common room and ask Malfoy a few questions without him realising it's us."

"But that's impossible," Harry said as I laughed.

"No, it's not," said Hermione. "All we'd need would be some Polyjuice Potion."

"What's that?" said Harry and I together.

"Snape mentioned it in class a few weeks ago--"

"Did you honestly think we've got nothing better to do in Potions than listen to Snape?" I muttered.

"It transforms you into somebody else. Think about it! We could change into three of the Slytherins. No one would know it was us. Malfoy would probably tell us anything. He's probably boasting about it in the Slytherin common room right now if only we could hear him."

"This Polyjuice stuff sounds a bit dodgy to me, "I said, frowning. "What if we were stuck looking like three of the Slytherins forever?"

"It wears off after a while," said Hermione, waving her hand impatiently. "But getting hold of the recipe will be very difficult. Snape said it was in a book called Most Potente Potions and it's bound to be in the Restricted Section of the library."

"There was only one way to get out a book from the Restricted Section: You needed a signed note of permission from a teacher." "Hard to see why we'd want the book, really," I said, "if we weren't going to try and make one of the potions."

"I think," said Hermione, "that if we made it sound as though we were just interested in the theory, we might stand a chance..."

"Oh, come on, no teacher's going to fall for that," said Ron. "They'd have to be thick..."

"But the thing is, how about Y/N? She could have told us about it; she could have to ask Malfoy." I said.

"Ron, Y/N is ignoring him. Remember what happened at the courtyard? That time you got your spell backfired to you?"

"Yeah?"

"She quit Quidditch." Hermione said.

So it wasn't a rumour; after all, she did quit Quidditch. I am shocked about it, Y/N love Quidditch but having Malfoy, and the team made her stop must be tough for her.

" It's because of Malfoy and her team, isn't it?"

"Yeah."

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Since the disastrous episode of the fairies, Professor Lockhart had not brought live creatures to class. Instead, he read passages from his books to them and sometimes reenacted some of the more dramatic bits.

He usually picked Harry to help him with these reconstructions, he once tried to ask Y/N for help, but all he got was a glare from her.

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Tried Kayden Knight but got threatened by her instead.

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So far, Harry had been forced to play a simple Transylvanian villager whom Lockhart had cured of a Babbling Curse, a yeti with a head cold, and a vampire who had been unable to eat anything except lettuce since Lockhart had dealt with him.

Harry was hauled to the front of the class during their very next Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson, this time acting a werewolf. If he hadn't had an excellent reason for keeping Lockhart in a good mood, he would have refused to do it.

"Nice loud howl, Harry - exactly - and then, if you'll believe it, I pounced - like this - slammed him to the floor - thus with one hand, I managed to hold him down - with my other, I put my wand to his throat - I then screwed up my remaining strength and performed the immensely complex Homorphus Charm- he let out a piteous moan - go on, Harry - higher than that - good - the fur vanished - the fangs shrank - and he turned back into a man. Simple, yet effective - and another village will remember me forever as the hero who delivered them from the monthly terror of werewolf attacks."

'End my misery' Harry thought.

The bell rang, and Lockhart got to his feet.

"Homework - compose a poem about my defeat of the Wagga Wagga Werewolf! Signed copies of Magical Me to the author of the best one!"

The class began to leave. Harry returned to the back of the room, where Ron and Hermione were waiting.

"Ready?" Harry muttered.

"Wait till everyone's gone," said Hermione nervously. "All right..."

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"Are you sure of bringing her with us?" Easton spoke as he fixes his study table.

"Why not? She's still our friend and part of the group." Kayden spoke as she's laying down on Henry's bed playing with Halycon.

Benjamin swallowed his saliva "because who knows what you'll do to the person you're looking for, also I don't even think you need our help."

"And Kayden, do you think this mission of yours will have a good effect?" Henry asked as he took his robes off and placed it to his chair.

"Yea, this mission will go perfectly, and I do need help; I need you all to distract the people there while I go to the meeting and kill them all." Kayden smirked.

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