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Fat Friar 
Quiet down? QUIET DOWN? Alfred's first instinct was to be hurt by the words and explain why that is a rude statement to direct at anyone, dead or alive, but he remembered he was being the NEW ALFRED.
"NO!" he shouted at the Slytherin, and he felt his hands begin to shake. Even if he was a ghost, the nerves of being so bold and mean and blunt to people...it was hard! How did people do this all the time? He wanted to apologize right away!
He looked 'round to see the Baron had joined them, though, and had apparently assumed it was Peeves! Oh goodness! "The meaning? Well, I want to make a racket! There's no meaning or purpose! I just feel like!" He would have foot stomped could he have done so. Hmm! "Yes, Mr. Hale, why ARE you loitering? You should shoo along, you pestilence!"
Ouch. He felt bad. Instantly.
The Baron was awaiting Nathan's answer when the Friar shouted NO so loudly that his hat would have fallen off if he had worn one. What was Alfred's problem? His wailing was starting to become a thorn in his blank black staring eyes just like Peeves was.
His bloodiness foul mood was getting fouler as the Friar spelled it out for him. He wailed because he
FELT LIKE IT! Rolling his eyes the Baron huffed out dislike plainly visible for the scene in the hall.
"Cut the racket out Friar, and don't call any snake a pestilence! What's your problem, anyway?" Quote:
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Symphora Nathan was taken aback when the usually "friendly" ghost shouted at him. "Hey why you shouted at me for? You're the one who's making noises." Annoyed. His eyes squinted in defiance back at the Friar. Nathan's mouth dropped. "Did you just call me a disease?!" he gaped. What the merlin did he do to him?
He turned around when his house ghost suddenly appeared. He side-stepped away from the baron, trying not to show his discomfort. "I'm not loitering, I was just walking." He defended himself. "Then I heard him wailed like a banshee," he pointed at the fat friar.
Nathan showed him a clear sign of respect when he stepped away from him as he answered his question. As any self-preserving snake he of course lied to hide what he really had been doing since they weren't alone.
Letting his chains rattle as he moved his arms the Baron responded in usual whispery hoarse tone his blank staring eyes on Nathan..
"I see. You were walking in your own pace. To where may that be? Back to the dungeons?"