"No, that's not necessary," she said, placing a blank piece of parchment on top of the one she had been working on.
"Thank you!" Her smile brightened significantly. She had been here for what felt like ages, and people seemed to forget she was even there. Megan had her own life, was dating bloke after bloke (though the current one was adorable), and whenever she tried to implicate herself in the goings-on, in trying to stop the Death Eaters in the forest, some headstrong dumbarse would just rush on ahead without informing her of the new plan, thereby preventing her involvement...
But this ghost, he knew who she was, appreciated her work! It was brilliant. "Big fan of Quidditch?" It was rather strange, speaking to a ghost like this.