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Miffy 
*GIGGLE* If it didn’t have to be Nick that spoke first. Miffy hovered excitedly. OOOOHOOOOO! PIFFY! Miffy was in love with the name. Miffy did not miss the tone Nick used with that word settled. She *GIGGLED* mysteriously Miffy wouldn’t say she and Peevesiepoo would be settled ever. “THAAAAANKS NICK! WHO’s NEXT?”
Sir Nicholas bowed graciously to the Lady of the hour. At least she appreciated him hovering up above all of those people, who he might add he liked, and give a speech! He merely turned his head coldly away from Peeves.
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Moaning Myrtle *SNIFF, SNIFF* Noooobody loooves poooor olllllld miserrrrable moooooping moaaaaning Myrtle! Those nasty poltergiests found each other, but who did Myrtle have? NOBODY! No one had even noticed her floating at the back of the room, pearly ghost tears streaming down her cheeks. [B]"I-IT SHOULD'VE B-BEEN MEEEEE!" [/B]Myrtle sobbed, wailing over the band. "I w-wanted to get m-married, but I c-can't because I'm DEAD! N-now I'll n-never get the chance1 W-who would ever l-loooove pooor ugly faaaat miiiiserable moaaaaaning Myrtle?"
And she sped away with another ear-piercing wail.
After hearing the Lady Helena's words, his attention shifted to something rather annoying. It was Myrtle, in a typical Myrtle mood. Sir Nicholas did not wish to dampen his royal mood, which prompted him to subtly float off in another direction...
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The Narrator In the middle of all the chaos, you feel a rain drop hit your face. And then another one. Looking up at the enchanted ceiling, you see the sky obscured by grey clouds. That's right; it has started to rain inside the Room of Requirement.
Better grab some wedding cake and head for cover because it's really coming down now.
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Miffy *GIGGLEGIGGLE* Miffy’s polterman was delivering! “ENJOOOOY THE CAKE PEOPLEEEEEEE!” WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Miffy scooped up cake with both hands. Take that!
SPLAT!!!!!
And that! SPLAT!!!!
Cake everywhere! SPLAT!! SPLAT!
Rain also! “OHOOOOOOO! RAIN! I LOVE THE RAIN!”
What Sir Nicholas really wanted to do was ask the Lady Helena for a dance. He spotted her and went towards her, when he felt, or... noticed something go through him. A big piece of cake. His eyebrows hopped up into surprise as he watched it collide with someone's face.
"How unfortunate," he said as he passed them. It wasn't only cake, though, but something else. Miffy pointed out that it was rain!
He would have been gentlemanly and protected people from the rain, but it would have just gone through him anyway.