Griphook/Myrtle Oneshots

Our story begins in Myrtle's bathroom. She's hiding in one of the stalls, but little does she know that a very lost Goblin is about to stumble into her life, and alter it forever.

Griphook entered the bathroom and shouted, "Is there anybody in here?"

Myrtle floated out of her stall and muttered, "Just me, Moaning Myrtle, the ghost everybody hates."

Griphook asked, "Why do they hate you, dear?"

Myrtle frowned. "I wail and moan too much apparently."

Griphook smiled slightly. "Well, I don't hate you."

Myrtle sighed. "You only just met me, that hardly counts."

Griphook declared, "I, Griphook, will vow from this day onwards to always be your friend, and not hate you like the rest."

Myrtle beamed, "I would like that."