Who: Verity and Myrtle What: Get Well Soon wishes Where: Myrtle's hospital room When: Rating: Low Verity didn’t actually know Myrtle, but she had been informed that the girl was in the hospital after some sort of accident when trying to deliver her invitation. She also remembered the stories people would tell about Myrtle’s ghost when she’d been younger- and Verity hadn’t even gone to Hogwarts- and thought it was just awful, so she’d decided she would personally deliver the invitation to the teen. Besides, everyone could use a pick me up in the form of sweets.
Checking to make sure she had the right room, Verity knocked lightly on the doorframe before entering. She gave Myrtle a bright smile, “Hello, Myrtle. I am Verity Duval-“ she held a hand out for the younger girl to shake, “-it is a pleasure to meet you.” Her accent, some foreign mixture of American and French, caused Myrtle’s name to be pronounced ‘Mirror-tell’ and her ‘W’s to sound like ‘V’s and her ‘th’s to sound like ‘Z’s. She hardly pronounced her ‘H’s at all. Lifting the colorful bag she had brought with her full of various sweets and little things to keep Myrtle busy while in bed, she set it beside her and went on, “I am so sorry that you have ended up here. I have brought you some things to keep you entertained. I hope you get well soon. How are you feeling?”