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Originally Posted by
Sneakeh Cat 
Flynn was just about to rest his forehead against the wooden table when he heard the familiar voice of a certain ghost, and he turned his attention to him, giving him a noticeable look that showed he was not up for talking to him at the moment, especially when the ghost was being nosy. "Have you ever heard the saying 'mind your own business', Baron?" He had issues with Healers and certain treatments, and he would not be discussing said issues with the ghost.
The Baron was playing with his sword handle when Flynn decided to grace him with a snarky response to his question. That was what trying to be nice for a change, rendered him. Just snarkiness in response. Turning to the prefect his bloodiness gruffed out.
"You are in MY house Flynn which means you are my buiseness, but whatever you'll be graduated after tonight so good luck with not sleeping." The spectral ghost finished off and turned away.
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Originally Posted by
siriusblackliveson Plopping down he heard his stomach rumble. Great, the end of term speech would last forever considering his poor stomach was growling so much already, "Shh you stupid thing." he mumbled again as his poor stomach growled. He was already sad about his friends, but now he had the pleasure of sounding as if he were starving to death.
Muttering to himself as he floated back and forth over the Slytherin table the Baron stopped at the sound of a very loud stomach rumble. Oh, to be able to eat again. Wafting over to Patrick's side his bloodiness grumbled after another stomach rumble from the boy.
"Have you not eaten since breakfast Patrick? Your stomach sounds like a hungry dragon." Quote:
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PhoenixRising
Finally, some good news
She set it down, glancing around the hall, inhaling and exhaling. Not really feeling light chatter just yet. She just wanted to take in her surroundings. Savor them. And try not to cry too much because she was a strong young woman, who was also simultaneously broken.
Miss Diggory got post at an odd time. Something that peeked the Baron's interest even if he wasn't exactly in a chipper mood. Flynn and Peeves had ruined the somewhat happy mood he had been in because of an encouter with the ever beautiful Helena earlier. Floating over to the girl he demanded gruffly, pointing with a ghostly finger at the letter.
"Skylar, did you get good news?"