Penelope was crying in one of the cubicles when she heard someone speak. If it was someone from the history of magic lesson, she would not come back to the lesson. If it was not someone from the lesson seeing if she was alright, or if she would come back to the lesson, could it be someone here to make fun of an ickle firstie crying in the loo? She was angry with herself for yelling at Kyroh, but that anger could easily be brought out on whoever had spoken. "Go away," she said angrily, and then continued crying. "I'm not coming back to the lesson," she sobbed, still thinking that it might be someone from the history of magic lesson.

That wailing... It could only be Moaning Myrtle. Was it Moaning Myrtle who had spoken to her? It wouldn't do to tell Myrtle to go away. This was Myrtle's bathroom, after all. "Oh, it's you," she said, looking up at Myrtle. "Go flood the bathroom, Myrtle." Penelope was still in a bad mood, and didn't care if Myrtle flooded the bathroom. She was in such a foul mood that she would be willing to assist Myrtle in flooding the bathroom. Pointing her wand away from her, she cast aguamenti on the floor, quietly saying the incantation. "Aguamenti." Who needed Myrtle to flood the bathroom? They could have a bathroom flooding party.

Samantha entered the girls' bathroom to find water all over the floor. Had Moaning Myrtle been up to her old tricks again? Sam was ready to have a few stern words with that ghost when she thought she heard crying in one of the cubicles.

Samantha softly knocked on the door and whispered "Is everything okay in there?" She noticed that her shoes and socks were getting wet so she pointed her wand at them and performed a Drying Charm on them.

You know who was worse than Olive Hornby? THIS GIRL TELL HER TO GO AWAY. SHE had been the one to come into HER, MYRTLE'S, bathroom so SHE should GO AWAY.

Letting out another shrill wail, Myrtle zoomed so her transparent nose was nearly touching the Ravenclaw's. "OH! I see how it is!" she moaned while folding her arms across her chest. Why couldn't some attractive living BOYS come in here. Like the two who had been in here years ago. THEY TREATED HER WITH RESPECT AND HADN'T TOLD HER TO GO AWAY! "Trying to kick me out of my own loo!"

Myrtle passed through the Ravenclaw, wiggling and waving her arms to make sure to cause the most discomfort to the LIVING girl as she did, and zoomed towards the nearest loo just as yet ANOTHER Ravenclaw showed up.

"EVERYTHING. IS. JUST. PEACHY!"

SPLASH! Into the loo Myrtle went, splashing toilet water all over.

Water was still flowing from Penelope's wand when Myrtle wailed and came even closer to Penelope. It sounded like Myrtle was not happy about being told to go away. Penelope didn't want to kick Myrtle out of her own loo, she just didn't like the ghost being so close to her. Myrtle was already in Penelope's personal space area, not that she could do anything about it because Myrtle was a ghost. "Is this your cubicle Myrtle? Sorry, I didn't know."

Then, Myrtle passed right through Penelope, giving her an icy chill. If she thought that Myrtle was close to her before, she was wrong. "Eeeee!", Penelope squealed as Myrtle passed through her. She did not like it when Myrtle passed through her.

Penelope curled up in a ball on the wet floor, crying and sniffling.



The wet, crying ball on the floor that was Penelope paused her sniffling for a moment when she heard someone speak. Was everything okay? No, this sniffling, crying, wet ball of a first year was not alright. Not to mention that Myrtle had just passed through her. "No, I'm not okay," she sniffled.