Quote:
Originally Posted by
Celandine 
Celandine let out a loud wail, practically channeling Myrtle except with genuine pain rather than ghostly posturing. "I-I-I..." She started retching again and tried to take a deep shuddering breath.
"I'm fine!" She couldn't keep the lie out of her voice and she knew it. "I'm notfine!" She told the two voices outside the door.
She had to cover her ears as whoever was in the stall wailed like a steam boat whistle. It sounded like Myrtle but this was a live person and now that pesky ghost.
She was going to be sick if whoever it was kept throwing up. She pulled her wand out of her pocket.
"Alohomora," the door swung open to reveal Cela.
Paris looked at her in surprise she had never seen Cela in this state. She forgot her own woes. She was on her knees behind her holding her hair in a heartbeat.
"Oh my god Cela what's wrong?" She asked.