Nathan lifted his eyebrow in acknowledgment at the older girl (Kye). Jumping beansprouts, he has forgotten her name. But used to think that she was quite attractive. Anyhuu....

Urgh.

Nathan couldn't help but scoot a little away from the bloody baron. Every time the ghost came near him, he felt cold chills down his spine. His personal space was being interrupted yet again and honestly, he was not in the mood to be bothered right now. Also, why was every/thing/ and everyone tend to stick their noses up his business? He had done nothing to upset anyone. Well...there was one in particular. A certain Head Girl who probably like the idea of him getting kicked out from Quidditch try-outs. Yes, Vivian Fairfield. He was glancing suspiciously at you.

He kept a straight face back at the baron, "I was in the boys room, taking care of business." What? He wasn't embarrassed to say it. Nathan felt that he was being scrutinized by the Slytherin ghost, too bloody often. He needed to stop.

And what did this girl, Beth, say? "Your bloodliness?" HAHA! Now that was hilarious! Nathan quickly stifled his laughter.