Alfred was still reeling from the feast. Upset by many things, he turned up to this meeting of the ghosts reluctantly. His mood brightened slightly when he saw Sir Nick, though, and he gave the Gryffindor ghost a nod of his head.

"Hello, Nick. How are you fairing today?" he asked softly, dreading the moment the Baron walked - or rather, floated? - into the room.

The Friar also still did not know how he felt about the marriage between Peeves and Miffy. The two were trouble enough on their own, but joined together in something he, as a Friar, considered so holy? However, it was love. And love was love was love to him.