The Ghost

~A Friendly Chat~

Harry walked down the halls of Hogwarts. He had knocked into his brother and his friends. They didn't seem to care as he saw something. He froze at the message etched in the wall.

He was left out of the mess afterward but had a feeling that his brother might be in trouble. Should he help him? No, knowing Thomas, he'll just do whatever and he'll get away with it. He sighed and then felt a chill. Which Ghost this time?

"Hello, Harry Potter." Harry turned around and saw the girl from before. He wonders how she died, as she was a sweet looking girl full of beauty. What had sent her into limbo? "Uh, hi..." the Ghost giggled at him. "Interesting, Omahara has been crawling around the pipes again. Oh, but why? That hasn't happened since the heir attended here." Harry looked confused. Did she know the heir? How long has she been dead? And who as Omahara?  "Harry, we should talk sometime soon. My name Ari." The ghost sunk into the wall. Ari was definitely an interesting ghost.

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I drifted softly to each room. I had grown an interest in the Slytherin Potter as he was mature in comparison to most students in the school. Hufflepuff wasn't as interesting these past few years. I will admit that Cedric Diggory was an interesting one, but Slytherins held more interest to me this year. I've noticed every few years I gain interest in a certain house for a sum of years. I've also noticed other things. Some would whisper how I was a "Special" Ghost. That I was only speaking to a few individuals who I found "worthy". I didn't find them worthy, I found them mature. Or sometimes I found them really friendly. Like that Ravenclaw girl, Luna Lovegood. She's sweet and she understands old aspects that used to plaque the wizarding world years back. It warms my heart to see that even if it seems crazy to others, she doesn't let it bring her down. Some question why she's in Ravenclaw, but I can see it. Clear as day, she has a creative mind that many refuse to acknowledge. They also say that insanity comes from knowledge, so how can they be sure she isn't smart? She's a delightful girl and I'm happy she's around.

As I drift I found a girl with a familiar force. I didn't think much if it, as I don't remember where I've felt it. "Hello, Ms. Weasley." She turned her head. She looked slightly ill. "Oh, um hi...?" I giggle. "You're quite caught up in that Journal, just a reminder to not knock into anyone in the halls." She flushes. "O-Oh! Thanks! Haha..." she was quite embarrassed. "It's alright, my name is Ari." The Weasley girl blinked. She might've already heard of my reputation. "That's a cute name...My name is Ginny." I smile. "Study hard, and don't live in that journal. I'm sure there's someone who would love to have you as a friend." She nodded and I waved goodbye while she rushed to the library. I giggle and head to the abandoned girls' bathroom. I giggle while entering and Moaning Myrtle hears it. "What's going on, now?!" She's always been a bit on the rude side but, I've always forgiven her for it. She was very insecure. If female teenage angst was personified, she would be it. "Oh, just a girl had her head stuck in a journal. I warned her to be careful as she could bump into someone and she flushed up." She didn't seem to understand. "Oh, you won't understand. It's a sweet but funny thing I've conjured in my mind from several centuries of being alone. But were you crying? What's wrong?" Even as a ghost it was easy to tell when she was upset. "IT WAS THAT RUDE LITTLE POLTERGEIST!" Of course, that bloody nuisance. "Just remember, everything that idiot says is a lie. If he compliments you, simply say 'I know.' and float away from the nasty bugger." She laughed. I'm glad I'm able to make her laugh. "How can you make people laugh so easily?" It was true. I could even make the Grey Lady laugh, poor girl. She and the Bloody Baron have a dreadful past together.

I float downwards into the Chamber. My father created this place, you see. He had a monkey-like face I'm glad I did not inherit. I float to the nest, where my lovely Omahara slept. Her scales looked brilliant as always. I sang something softly into the chamber, even though I knew Omahara would never hear me. That was when I heard Myrtle scream "OW!!" What happened? I quickly float back up and go to check on her. "Myrtle, what's wrong?" She was fuming. "SOMEONE THREW A BOOK AT ME!" I looked perplexed. Why would someone come here to ruin a perfectly good book? I mean, it's still rude to throw it even though we can't feel it. "Oh, how rude. They ought to remember there are ghosts in the castle, silly silly living." She pouted at me. It made me laugh and she glared. "Sorry, the face you made was so cute!" Her eyes narrowed. "What, are cute things funny to you?" I nodded. "When put in the right order of events, yes." She went back to her toilet to wind down and I sighed.

Someone opened the Chamber. Who did, is the question. Oh well. A nice girl who is dead. I'll just make sure my favorite people remain alive.

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I asked around my incredibly small group of friends about Ari. They gave me a few facts about her.

1. She wasn't necessarily killed nor did she die, she was forced by an old organization of witches and wizards that was betrayed by the Weasley family over some centuries ago. The Weasley's were in fact once apart of the circle and were given the Mercy of a twenty year sentence and their children were taken in by different light families. The organization used a ritual so her body was transformed into something in the garden where she spent most of her time and was now dark and spooky. Some creatures lived in there and so maybe it won't be the best idea to go there. As the transformation was an object and not a plant, her spirit remained in limbo unless the object is destroyed or returned to its original form, her body.

2. No one dared to help because they're scared of destroying it. They don't want a phantom in the school as well.

3. She was only a third year. Her mother was devastated but even they don't know who the mother was or even her family name.

4. She was the only student in all history of Hogwarts to be in a Hybrid House. She was a Slytherpuff. Blaise made a comment about how scary she could've been seeing as, although he won't admit to them, they're scary little things if you find the warriors. She was remembered by people as a girl who would contradict herself but that's why she was scary. She was kind, but she would cunningly but you. At times some students thought she was purposely manipulative which wasn't true.

I want to find out more. She was mostly lonely probably. She has the castle and she has specs of the past but her family is gone and she can't touch who she wants to.

"Hello, Harry." I jump a bit but recognized the voice. "Ari..." her smile was sweet. I noticed her clothes for once, it was a simple white gown; my guess was a night gown. "Do you know the Weasley's?" She asked me. I nodded. "Watch out for their daughter. I fear the worse. She looks sickly and in the abandoned girls bathroom, she threw her journal in a toilet. Myrtle was hit by the book. I have my own suspicions..." I didn't know why she was trusting me with this but I nodded. "Can you lead me there? I want to see if the journal has something to do with it." She nodded. She turned and motioned me to follow her. I followed her, although I realized she said the girl's bathroom...well it's called abandoned for a reason.