Originally Posted by ♦ Peeves ♦

Now if Peeves were a ghost, where would he go? The Astronomy Tower? No. The Dungeons? Nah. Professor Kazimeriz's office? HECK NO!

Aha! The Spirit Room!

Peeves galloped into the Spirit Room, riding his pink thestral (which he had affectionally named 'Four-Eyes').

"Ghosties! Ghosties!" he exclaimed, attempting to reign in Four-Eyes. "Woah boy!" The thestral reared back and then came to a stop.

"No-Head, Tubby, Emo Girl, Pimples!...Baron, sir. The Headmaster hath sent me," he explained in his best John Wayne voice. "A student has died! Myrtle, you may just have a friend now!" He clapped. "Myrtle and dead boy sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love! Then comes marriage! Then comes a ghostie baby in a baby carriage!!!!"

WEEE!!!

"So," he said, resting his elbows on an invisible table, and his face in his hands, "What do we know? Tell me ALLLL the gossip.

"Oyah. Ghosties of Hogwarts," he added, motioning toward his pink thestral. "This is Four-Eyes. Don't get her confused with Pimples over there." He motioned toward Myrtle and then began stroking the thestral's fur. "Beaut, ain't she? The thestral; again, not Pimples."