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lazykitty 
Heather had found the ghosts' stories just boring enough to start to doze off. But this story seemed to bring the promise of a ghostly fight with it. Who would be crazy enough to want to miss that? And she was totally Team NO ONE in this thing because it sounded like they both just needed to get over themselves already. Seriously, stealing something from your own mother just because you felt like you couldn't measure up to her? Killing someone and yourself just because of unrequited love? "It sounds like you two deserve each other. You're both selfish and self-serving. So, why don't you guys just kiss and make up?" Sorry, not sorry.
Oh, hi Sir Nick.
The words that spilled out of Heather Xanthopoulos mouth did not put her in the lady's good favour quite the opposite in fact. If the seventh year expected warmth she instead got full on frostiness from Helena as she answered her tone quite chilly.
"You'll apologize to me and the Baron right now for your very rude and inappropriate outburst Ms Xanthopoulos or I will send you to Professor Flamsteed's office right now recommending him to give you a very long detention!" Humpf! She did not take kindly to those who spoke without thinking. Thoughtlessness was something that Helena disliked very much, it was very unlady-like.
"You have no right to pass judgement on our relationship. You don't know us well enough to be granted that privilege and gift Ms Xanthopoulous." Here Helena's eyes still frosty passed from the lioness over the Baron and around the classroom.
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Nearly Headless Nick Rising up ceremoniously from the floor (and unfortunately right through one unsuspecting student) with an extra large ruff on in honour of the day, Sir Nicholas puffed out his chest.
"Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington at your service, m'lady," he greeted with an elaborate bow. "Absolutely splendid to see all your inquisitive faces as well, students. Good day to you all. Do hope I am not late..."
Oh, the Bloody Baron was still here. Was he, in fact, early?
"...or interrupting."
It was at this time that Sir Nicholas decided to rise up out of the floor and through an unsuspecting student as he greeted them all with an elaborate bow that made Helena's frosty facial features turn into a very thin but genuine smile as she greeted him.
"Welcome Sir Nicholas, you are right on time actually. Would you care to tell the class how you became knighted at the royal court? Must be a fascinating story?" Among other experts Nick could pick and choose from his life before becoming a ghost.
Turning slightly where she hovered up front Helena's grey eyes stopped on Heather silently waiting for an apology.