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XanaSnape 
"Miss Myrtle, one of my students has been telling us that you heard an interesting sound down at the lake, and it appears our floodwaters are being controlled by spells... spells that did not seem to come from a wizard's wand, but rather by some sort of alternative magic... I would bet that an informed, clever young lady like yourself would know what this is all about...?" He had his suspicions but waited to see what Myrtle would say.
Myrtle waved at the few shy boys waiting to read her poetry and then turned back around again to
flirt talk with Kazi.
"I diiiiiiid hear sounds but they weren't
interesting," the ghost flicked a pigtail. An informed, clever young lady like yourself - heeeehee he knew Myrtle all right. She knew it allllll.
"Well." Myrtle pursed her lips and waited for an audience. "I don't know what all the whining and crying is about, but I have a good ideaa of it
alllllllll." And look, they were coming to her instead of Barty!
Myrtle looked over one shoulder and then the other to make sure everyone was giving HER their undivided attention. "It sounds like Mermish to me."
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dan arjay Daniel spaced away from Anna and faced Myrtle. She was ever excited than the last time he had seen her. When was the last time he had seen her?
It was in the last term, in class, with the Baron.
Oh, well. He might as well use his charm on her to make her stay in for the questioning.
"How are you doing sweet Myrtle? You seem different today? Your eyes are a bright as the sun and does smile are as great as daylight. How could anyone have left that unnoticed?" he said in a chivalrous tone. Thanks to Professor Dumont's muggle books...
And there, she'd given them her attention so now she needed some.
"Oh OH why thaaaank you, you little Gryffindork you." Myrtle fluttered her eyelashes at the boy and clasped her hands under her chin. "Do you have a poem for me?"