InsaneJournal

It was an absolutely miserable and therefore completely ordinary day in Moaning Myrtle's afterlife. Her bathroom was as usual empty, and Myrtle had no one to whine about her awful week to. On Monday, a tiny first year girl had come into her bathroom, sobbing, but the second she saw Myrtle's transparent head floating in the toilet bowl, she ran away. Myrtle got so depressed she tried to drown herself in the toilet, but yet again she was unsuccessful. Apart from that, it had been a very uneventful week.

The boys' bathroom was no fun either. Frequently, she visited the room looking for Harry, who still hadn't come back to see her. But ever since that Ravenclaw boy had seen her peeking, this bathroom had been mostly empty too. Myrtle was beginning to think that people was trying to avoid her.

"Well," Myrtle said to herself. "There's always the Prefects' bathroom."

Although she had been spotted a few times, the bath was so popular among the Prefects they kept coming back. Some of them didn't even bother with the bubbles, something that made Myrtle very happy.

Myrtle travelled through the pipes and entered the Prefects' bathroom. It was completely empty.

"This is so typically my luck," moaned Myrtle and pretended to swim a few lengths in the empty tub. She lay in the middle of the tub, just floating, wondering if ghosts could drown if done correctly when she heard the door open.

Myrtle flew up and hid in the wall before they had the chance to see her.

"I told you the password was gillyweed," one of the voices said.

"Ron told me it was pine fresh," said the other.

"Well, Ron obviously didn't want us to get into this place, did he?" said the first one.

It was a couple of boys. Myrtle smiled. She liked Prefect boys.

She stuck her head out from the wall and saw two boys walking into the room. These two weren't Prefects and Myrtle wanted to shout and chase them away for being somewhere they shouldn't be, but then she recognised them. They had red hair and looked completely identical. Myrtle grinned. It was the Weasley twins. They were always up to something from what Nick had told her. They had even tried to steal a toilet seat once.

The two boys were talking and laughing as they approached the huge tub. One of them turned on all of the water taps while the other took care of the bubbles.

"Let's go for the entire rainbow," he said and the other gave him a thumbs up.

"We might as well go all the way while we're here," the other said. "No reason to be stingy."

The water began filling up and one of them called to the other. "Last one in is a bubotuber."

The two stripped quickly and jumped into the tub. The boy last in jumped on the other and they began to wrestle in the water.

Myrtle cursed the bubbles. As much as she loved the look of bubbles and her human self had enjoyed taking bubble baths, the bubbles were obstructing her view and she had to levitate herself even higher to see above the bubbly chaos.

The boys didn't seem to notice her, they were still wrestling. Myrtle wondered if they were trying to drown one another and wondered if she ought to chase them away, but the boys strangely seemed to enjoy themselves.

Myrtle found it a bit odd that the boys didn't want to take a swim. They stayed basically in the same place and never moved more than a few inches from each other. Sometimes they even disappeared under water so Myrtle couldn't see what they were doing. She could hear them whisper, but couldn't make out what was said.

The two found their way to the edge of the tub, and one of them turned his back on the other. The boy behind the first one grabbed his wand and cast a spell that made the other one smile widely. Myrtle wondered what it did.

Then the boy behind began to move in a strange way, and the boy in front started to gasp for air and moan. Was the boy hurting him?

It didn't look like it, because he was constantly shouting "Yes" and "More and "Harder". Myrtle silently levitated herself even further to see better.

It wasn't easy to see because of the bubbles, but the boys seemed to enjoy this wrestling match a bit too much.

The boy who was in front got even louder and suddenly called out the other one's name while screwing up his face. The other boy did the same only seconds later and they turned to face each other. Apparently they had finished wrestling because they turned towards each other and kissed?

Myrtle whimpered and the two boys looked up and immediately leapt to separate sides.

"Myrtle," gasped one of them. "What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here? You're not Prefects."

"We know, but …"

"You thought you'd come in here and have some fun? You are naughty, dirty boys, I'll tell the Prefects what you two were doing."

"Myrtle please, don't do that," the other one begged.

"I think I'll call for Peeves."

"Myrtle no! What can we do to make you not say anything?" one of the twins asked.

Myrtle thought about it. "You can remove the bubbles," she said after a little while, and the two boys grinned.

"Naughty Myrtle," the other one said and Myrtle grinned proudly.

"If we do that, do you promise not to tell?"

"That depends," said Myrtle.

"On what?"

"Are you using spells or towels to dry yourself when you get out?"

"I guess towels?" the first one said a bit confused.

"Then I won't tell."

The boys thanked her and removed the bubbles. Myrtle immediately started floating above them, looking down at the two naked boys in the tub and giggled.

"Now do some laps on your backs," Myrtle demanded and the two boys obeyed. Myrtle was having the time of her afterlife.

When it was time for them to get out and dry themselves, Myrtle noticed just how identical the boys were and she kept staring from one of them to the other trying to find differences.

"Are you done looking soon?"

"Almost," said Myrtle trying to savour every second.

When the two boys dropped the towels and stepped into their clothes, Myrtle finally moaned.