76 Moaning Myrtle ~Light NSFW~
{Second Floor Girls Toilet, Hogwarts}
{7th Sep 1991}
{3rd Person POV}
It wasn't Rigel's first time seeing a ghost as quite a lot of them liked to float around the castle. Still, although he was expecting to meet her soon enough, his image of the bespectacled girl was a lot different in his mind.
She was wearing spectacles? Yes. Did she have a gloomy aura around her? Yes.
Still, hidden behind the bulky robes and sullen eyes was a figure that Rigel was sure shouldn't belong to a student. Her breasts were easily rivaling the biggest he had seen among Hogwarts witches. Nothing compared to Narcissa or Minerva, but D-Cups easily.
'Wasn't she bullied to the point of having a breakdown in this very toilet that led to her demise? If what I know about magical prowess being equivalent to boob size is true, they shouldn't have been able to bully her, at least not so easily' Rigel thought. All of this was just speculation of course as the level that was displayed above Myrtle's head gave zero information.
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[Myrtle Warren Lv 1]
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All ghosts had the same level that much he had noticed, still out of curiosity he tried the skill attached to the Domination subsystem on her. 'Requirement Analysis'.
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[Name: Myrtle Warren]
[Measurements: 36"- 26" – 38" (D - Cup)]
[Description:]
[A member of the Warren Family, Myrtle Warren was one of the witches that went to Hogwarts during the time when Tom Marvolo Riddle also attended the school. She was a lonely witch who often buried herself in exploring the mysteries of magic. Due to her low EQ, she suffered in social interactions and was often bullied throughout her life.]
[Myrtle died in the year 1950 when she faced a mysterious and dangerous magical beast. The mystery of her death remains unknown and her resentment against her bullies made it difficult for her to pass on.]
[Myrtle was originally sorted into Ravenclaw, she was three years younger than Tom Riddle. Her wonder for magic and infatuation with Tom Riddle led to her final demise.]
[Status:]
[Lust: 0]
[Morals: 0]
[LP needed to dominate her: 1000]
[Requirements!]
[1. Learn the Soul Projection Charm and use it on Myrtle Warren.] {Locked: LP needed - 100}
[2. Allow Myrtle Warren to Hug you under the influence of the Soul Projection Charm.]
[3. Kiss Myrtle Warren.]{Locked: LP needed- 500}
[4. Creampie Myrtle Warren after allowing her to get some form of revenge against her aggressors.] {Locked: LP needed- 1000}
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The list was shorter than he was expecting... Ok so maybe he was not expecting there to be any list at all. The first thing that comes to mind when you see a ghost is not if you could fuck the ghost girl...
'...Who am I kidding.' Rigel sighed as he pushed his perverted thoughts aside, for now. He had no way to complete any of the requirements right now, so thinking about them would not do anything. Although his mind did wonder how it would feel like, now was definitely not the time.
Rigel had played a lot of fantasy games growing up, a lot of RPG and although he had never tried it, he knew that the only way for him to profit from this interaction was through persuasion.
"Myrtle? Myrtle Warren?" Rigel questioned as he looked at the ghost girl with a curious expression on his face. His response to her approach was likely unexpected for the girl as she paused. Her body floated, frozen in mid-air for a moment before she floated unusually close.
Rigel kept a calm look but he couldn't help himself from taking a step back, his eyes stared into Myrtle's as the girl looked searchingly into them. Whatever the girl was trying to find he did not know but after a moment she glided back.
Her eyes, unblinking stared at him, an eerie atmosphere surrounded them as she asked, "Who are you?"
It was a question that he wasn't expecting to hear, from what he could tell most of the ghosts were just remnants of a person's memories. Most of the things that they knew were just the key points of their personalities or the moments leading to their demise. Like Sir Nicholas, the Nearly Headless Nick, aside from the pleasantries, the only things he could talk about were the way in which he died, his constant lament at his half-severed neck, and his rejection by The Headless Hunt.
'But then again it's not like I'm an expert at what Ghosts are. Maybe they only talk about these things because these are the things that people want to know from them?' Rigel considered another angle to try and put together what he knew.
"I'm Rigel Black, at your service." Rigel did a mock bow, trying to charm the lady ghost?
Myrtle just stared at Rigel with her unnerving little eyes, her gaze sharp as she spoke, "You must be from Slytherin then?" Her words had just a tinge of bitterness.
'Is it related to Tom?' Rigel thought but he didn't express his thoughts.
"Say Myrtle... can I call you Myrtle?" Rigel asked.
"..." She stared at Rigel some more before she spoke, "You are just like him, fake words with dead eyes."
Rigel paused at her bitter words, Myrtle sniffed as she flew up in the air and slammed down into the toilet with a splash. Rigel took a step back to avoid any droplets of water that erupted from the stall even though he didn't need to. He looked at the silent bathroom once again before his senses traced the empty column of space in the runes etched on the walls.
'Am I that easy to read? The screen said that she had low EQ.' Rigel was puzzled as he looked at the stall where Myrtle fled. If she was able to read him that easily then there is no way someone like Dumbledore would not see through his facade.
'Still, it seems it would not be so easy to get her help, to keep an eye out...' Rigel sighed and walked away. He was thinking along the lines of recruiting Myrtle by sweet-talking her with promises to keep a close eye on anyone who uses this washroom. Still, he found a viable secondary plan, one he trusted a lot more than a ghost. Now all he needed was to learn a completely new runic language, then delve into its applications in wards and devise an accurate sketch according to the very limited free space in this room...
'This could have been so much easier...' Rigel bemoaned as he walked out of the room. Maybe it wasn't such a bad time to search through the Room of Requirements before going to the Flying lesson.
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AN - Yay or Nay for Ghost smut being included?
P.S- 41+ Chapters ahead on p.atreon!
