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Bloody Baron Floating into the circular room known as the Observation Deck the pearly-white, gaunt faced with black staring eyes spectre known as the Bloody Baron looked around. It was quiet. No students around. Prefect. He could groan, sulk and clank his chains in peace.
Peeves was always a thorn in his eye, but now the Friar too. He HATED it!
Groaning loudly and clanking his chains just as loudly because he could the Baron floated over to the nearest windows to look out. How was he going to get the Lady Helena once and for all to return his eternal love for her?
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Sneakeh Cat Flynn had planned on taking a nap before his next class; however, the younger kids in his house had other plans. Yes, the younger kids that he disliked for many reasons other than how annoying most of them were. He disliked them even more when they were hyped up on sugar and all he wanted to do was nap.... on the couch.... IN PEACE. Was the too much to ask???
He slipped into the observation deck, making a judgement call on whether he wanted to nap in here or not based on how many people were in the room.
Hmmmmmmmm.
He came to the decision that this place was better than his common room right now, and he walked over to one of the couches. Just as he was about to get comfy, he noticed the Bloody Baron looking.... well, looking sadder than usual.
"You ok, Sir B?" Flynn actually liked the Bloody Baron, so he had no problem sparking up a conversation with it. "I have some younger kids in the common room you can scare if you want something to do." Ayyyee, then he could nap on his couch while the little firsties ran and hid. Aha.
"Don't let Vivian hear you saying that, Flynn."
Felicity had entered the Observation deck just in time to hear the boys suggestion to the Baron, and she had to force herself to keep a straight face as she regarded him, only allowing herself to smirk for a moment when she turned her back to him and got herself settled onto a chair. "It's positively cruel." Which she did genuinely think, and she would have hated letting him know that his comment had amused her. "Anyway, I'm sure you have much more important ways to spend your time than pestering first years, don't you, Baron?"
After all, were they even really worth the effort?