Moaning Myrtle: I'm Moaning Myrtle. I wouldn't expect you to know me. Who would ever want to talk about ugly, miserable, moping, moaning Myrtle. AHHH.
Hermione: She's a little sensitive
I like the poem that the cupid did for Harry. it was so funny.
"His eyes' are as green as a fresh pickled toad, his hair is as dark as a blackboard. I wish he was mine, he's really devine, the hero who conquered the Dark Lord."
No sorry! That last one was from the 1st book! How bout
"...but Miss Hermione Granger knew my secret ambition is to rid the world of evil and market my own range of hair-care products!"