Oneshots, :D

The Hogwarts Ghost

"He moved to every house?" I ask again, although I already know the answer I seem shocked.

Cedric nods "Yep, well that's the story that the 7th years told us our first year, they seemed sad because they only got to see him for a year before he vanished. Apparently it was a big deal, Dumbledore had a whole funeral for him."

I feel a strange warmth in my chest but shove it aside and ask "What's the point if he was already dead?"

Cedric blinks "He was at Hogwarts since before Dumbledore even went to school he's not as old as some of the ghosts, but they all know him. I think the ghosts would have all been insufferable if Dumbledore hadn't."

Once again that strange warmth, I wish to squelch it. "Too bad we won't ever get to meet him."

Cedric sighs and frowns "Yea he seemed cool."

I shrug and walk away, enough reminiscing for one day... how did the conversation even turn from the egg to the ghost in the first place?