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Nearly Headless Nick 
So far so good, or so Sir Nicholas was telling himself as he glided through the corridors arm in arm with the Lady Helena. Thus far things had gone as per usual. Discussions of literature and students who were doing extraordinary things with their spellwork and whatnot, although even he could sense that the well of their conversation was running a bit dry. Something he atoned to his own nervousness about what was about to occur.
Arriving at the promised location, Sir Nicholas looked around anxiously for a certain Gryffindor and his potential companion...but failed to spot him. The ghost was going to need to buy himself some time lingering around here somehow.
"Quite the lovely tapestries," he noted, having said the first thing that came to mind with a sweeping gesture towards the nearest one with the arm not occupied by Helena's. "I remember when that was first hung."
The Grey Lady was exactly where she wanted to be. Gliding through the corridors arm in arm with Sir Nicholas and their conversation flowed easily between them as it always did. Whether they talked about literature or students they never seemed to run out of topics. Helena was though sensing that Sir Nicholas was nervous about something and when they stopped to hover near the entrance to where the Room of Requirement allegedly was he seemed anxious.
Was he waiting for someone to join them? Helena certainly hoped that if that was the case that it wasn't the Baron. He'd ruin her good mood. Turning to look at the tapestry Sir Nick was gesturing to, she twirled a strand around her elegant fingers as she commented.
"Yes if you like war being beautified on a canvas. Do you remember who hung the tapestry there?"