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Whipping his head up at the sound of a voice, he realized the Bloody Baron was greeting the other Slytherin students. “Hello Sir, how was your summer?” Patrick had finally gotten used to the whole ghost thing at school and was no longer weirded out by them.
gurgle, gurgle, growl
Looking down at his angry stomach Patrick really wished the Headmistress would say her speech and let the students eat. He really regretted not eating on the train.
The Bloody Baron was letting his eyes black eyes sweep around the Great Hall in search of the most beautiful grey lady and much more reluctantly Peeves. That menacing poltergeist had been a right thorn in his behind all summer. If possible Peeves had grown even worse. She had sadly not made her arrival yet to the eagles, but neither had that unwelcome geist.
Hearing someone say
'Sir' his bloodiness turned his head to look at the young Dooley boy. Eyeing him up, he noted in his usual hoarse tones.
"Good evening Patrick, I see you’ve grown a couple of inches over the summer." The Baron took a breath and then grumbled. "
"I've done the usual. Chased Peeves out of places he has no buiseness being in."
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Oh.
Great.
There was a ghost.
Beth simply looked up at the hoarse voice ghost for a moment and then turned her attention back to Lydia in a whisper she asked, [i]”is it just me or is he wearing a wig?”[/b] So…that was interesting – ”and if you want I can ask my…uh…acquaintance about the food situation see how long is should be?” she asked before adding, ”I already sort of met out prefect over summer…” then with a thought she added, ”best stay clear of him…looked like he was having a rough go on the train today” it wasn’t exactly a lie because…well, look at him he didn’t look exactly welcoming right now.
The Baron felt the eyes of a young first year girl on him before she quicky turned to her friend another recently sorted young snake, Lydia. Floating sideways to hover in front of the first year duo his bloodiness unknowlingly leaned forward with his staring black eyes and gaunt face towards Annabeth as he asked hoarsely, but not rudely.
"Are you related to Miss Imogen that taught here?" Quote:
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Kimothy Last year to share their dorm? It was not something Vivian would forget so easily. "Good evening, sir Baron." Bloody as ever, wasn't he?
... And she'd probably best leave Coleslaw to his thoughts. They could talk about those patrolling and Ronan issues later. Nevertheless, she offered an acknowledging smile for her co-prefect.
Another voice greeted him which the Baron recognized as belonging to one Vivian Fairfield. Turning towards the prefect his chains rattling as he did so he noted the new badge on her chest with full pride as he greeted in hoarse tones.
"Good evening Vivian, congratulations to the new appointment!" Quote:
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Sneakeh Cat "Did you not know?" He finally responded with a straight face, putting his perfect acting skills to good work. "The dungeons are filled with rats." He paused then added, "Big ones. I've been here long enough that they don't bother me, but when I was a first year, I got attacked by one in the middle of the night. Best sleep with one eye open, kid."
He looked away from her now as the Bloody Baron appeared. "Sup, Bloody?" This is how he's been welcoming the ghost since his first year. Some things never change.
His bloodiness had heard parts of prefect Kowalski’s exchange with the newly sorted Toussaint girl. He was trying to scare the girl into believing the dungeons were filled with big rats. He disapproved quite strongly and showed that in his stare and tone as he greeted the seventh year
"Good evening prefect Flynn." He heard the whispers among the staff about his actions over the summer.
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Symphora Nathan quickly chose a seat close to the end of the table. His housemates were already bustling with topics he couldn't care less about. Please don't talk to him about OWLS results. He barely passed last term...but he managed to score an 'O' for Charms and DADA. His best subjects so far. Nathan looked around the table for new faces to see. Huh. Look at that, another Fairfield sorted into his mighty house. Hoo-rah.
Not to forget the bloody baron's constant rattling of his chains. He wishes he could put a silencing charm around him. The things he had to deal with in school...
Hale.
His bloodiness saw the boy, slip into a seat near the end of the table. Late as usual. Floating over to the end of the table to hover near the boy he grumbled
"What is your excuse for being late to the feast this time Nathan?" What shall he tell Ms Vance, hmm?