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Magical Soul 
Needless to say, Genny had been utterly disappointed that Quidditch was not one of the extracurricular in Hogwarts anymore. Her parents promised she'd play in school but therrrrre they went with the antagonist threatening the castle residents of any sports and they were stuck with gobstones. Ugh. Luckily, she was sorted into the bestest house with the funnest head of house.
It had been her weekend routine to sleep in late, stuff her belly with Hogwarts deliciousness and then come back to the common room to play Quidditch Foosball. And so Genny tapped the figures with her wand, "Gryffindor!" And started playing with wide eyes and apparent enthusiasm.
Floating up through the floor, Sir Nicholas looked about the room and smiled warming at the first year. "
Good day to you, Geneva," he greeted as he glided a bit closer, only his torso visible at the moment. "
Or would you prefer I call you Genny?"
Rising the remaining distance out of the floor, the house ghost watched the quidditch match unfold at the will of the Gryffindor. "
Terribly pity this fine pastime has not yet returned to Hogwarts. Not that I was ever fortune enough to ever attend a match myself." And one could only see so much looking out from one of the windows of the castle.