 Stuck inside with Sirius | *Splish-Splash* | bamBAM | ☁ Spooktacular ☁
Noble could hear Peeves' cackling from his office down the corridor, and he rolled his eyes as he stood and straightened his robes. He first stop was the Potions Classroom, and when he saw that was all clear, he headed to the lab.
"Peeves will do no such thing without the Potions Master's permission," he said, overhearing part of the conversation from the doorway. His voice meant business. And if Peeves wanted to play up, then Noble wouldn't hesitate in calling the Baron to put the poltergeist in his place.
He moved inside now, and glanced at the logbook. If the Head Boy thought he was being clever, Noble didn't agree and his lip curled into a snarl. The writing was almost an exact copy of the Slytherin Prefect's antics last term, and quite frankly, it confirmed that Ronan had no sense of self-preservation in the slightest. "And I suggest you," he looked at Ronan, eyes narrowing, "Start setting a better example as Head Boy, and come fill out this logbook correctly."
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