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Hogwarts' Most Wanted
The Boy Who Lived is returning to Hogwarts for his seventh year, and to his horror, discovers that his fan girls will stop at nothing to get closer to him. Meanwhile, Myrtle admires Harry from afar, knowing that he'll never return her undying love for him.
She's So Vane
Romilda Vane strikes again. She has the perfect scheme to make Harry hers...but when Myrtle intervenes, her plans backfire with disastrous and unexpected results.
My Guardian Angel Haunts A Toilet
"Don't thank me, thank Myrtle. She was the one who told me that you needed help."
The Materialization Tonic
Myrtle could feel the warmth of the substance as it passed through her. Holding her hands out in front of her, the ghost noticed her fingers slowly solidifying. Smiling gleefully at Luna, she asked, "It's really working?"
Ah, the price we pay for beauty. Now that Luna has successfully materialized Myrtle, the next step is to make the former ghost's appearance less conspicuous; less Myrtle-ish. But when Myrtle gets a Luna-style makeover, things are bound to get a little...hairy.
When Harry Met...Myra?
Harry spends the first week of Christmas break with an intriguing girl, and finds himself growing quite fond of her. Little does he know that Myra has many secrets, one of which is her true identity.
Obsessions and Revelations
Ron's eyes snapped open and grew wide in the darkness. Perhaps his girlfriend was a...lesbian? That would explain why Hermione was never attracted to Harry, and why she'd never shown any interest in Viktor Krum. That must be it, Ron thought to himself. She left him not because he wasn't man enough, but because he wasn't woman enough...
A Map to Her Heart
"Hmm, that's odd," Harry muttered to himself as his eyes scoured every square inch of the map. He saw that Moaning Myrtle was in a classroom not far from Gryffindor Tower, but he didn't see Myra on the map anywhere....
The Snowball Effect
Oh, what a tangled web we weave... Plagued by guilt, Harry finally decides to tell Ron the truth behind Hermione's bizarre behavior...and learns the hard way that he should've told the truth to begin with!
A Twisted Christmas
Christmas at Hogwarts has never been so sweet--or so crazy! Ron has an ingenious plan to win Hermione back. But when Harry tries to help, the redhead's scheme backfires in a most surprising way. Meanwhile, Romilda relentlessly pursues Harry, inadvertantly making him want Myra even more.
A Different Kind of Beauty
Harry watched the artist who gazed so intently at him, and felt all warm inside. Sure, Myra wasn't as physically attractive as Cho or Ginny, but if he had to choose, he would gladly pick Myra over either girl any day. She seemed to have a certain...something that had been lacking in the prettier girls. He just couldn't quite put a finger on what that something was.
Kiss the Girl
Harry and Myrtle are eager to share their first kiss. But every time the Gryffindor tries to kiss her, somebody interrupts them. Is it ever going to happen?
If Only He Knew
Myrtle stared into the honey-colored depths of her mug and frowned. She hated lying to Harry about her true identity, but she wanted more than anything to win his love. "Harry would never love me if he knew who I really was."
The Devil Wears Purple
Harry and Myrtle pulled each other close and slowly swayed to the music, gazing into each other's eyes and looking very much in love. The contented look on Harry's face made Romilda absolutely sick to her stomach. He should be looking at ME like that! The prissy brunette narrowed her eyes at Myrtle and whispered, "It's showtime!"
Myrtle's eyes filled with tears, her voice weak and trembling as she whispered, "...I really am who she says I am."
Harry mentally kicked himself for being so foolish. Did it really matter that the girl he loved was none other than Moaning Myrtle? He glanced up at the clock, his eyes widening with horror. He'd already wasted five minutes of his precious time. Now he only had ten minutes left to save her, and he had no idea where to look first! The Gryffindor stood up and dashed down the corridor. Oh, no! What have I done?
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