[/COLOR]Did Peeves care where Miffy was?! Not at the moment, no! She was probably up to similar antics as he was anyway! Tormenting students? The smell of it gave him such glee!

"Oh, that tempter, Mr. BronLOSE," heh, did they geddit? Did they?! "Punching a fellow student-a GIRL at that-" Tsk tsk, prefect. "Naughty naughty boy you are." Peeves smashed the pieces of chalk in his palm and sprinkled the dust atop Rooney's head.

"What do you mean join you? In what? Peeves makes deals, not agreements," and there was a different. "What should you do in return for my cooperation in your scheme, HMMMM?" The poltergeist began to draw on the corridor wall with the chalk.

"PROFESSOR SOKOLOV SMELLS LIKE PIG FARTS."

There! Hopefully the Ancient LUNES professor saw his masterpiece.