Sir Bloodiness as the Bloody Baron was called at least by the Slytherin student floated into the Great Hall in his usual foul and grumpy mood. Peeves had been a right pain this last month claiming he with his skrewt and skull heroics in the inferi battle now was the school hero. The Baron shook his head, his chains rattling as he wafted forward and up to stop next to Prefect Kowalski that looked more like the undead with his exhausted looking eyes then a graduating seventh year. Grumbling to him he asked fixating his staring black eyes on him "Prefect Kowalski, why didn’t you take the healer up on that sleeping draught?" You look awful.