A/N: Well just felt like doing something different. Oh and it was 2am and I couldn't sleep when I wrote this so don't be surprised if I got some names wrong, and spelling mistakes.
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The After-Life at Hogwarts and the naughty ghost
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*It's just not fair... I didn't do anything.* Peeves was thinking as he was floating down a corridor. *That stupid Filch set me up! I Not fair just not fair. And no one will believe me. Bloody Barron been on my back constantly ever since. Well guess there is only one thing for it. Got to hide somewhere, so Baron don't find me. But where....* As he passed an old girls bathroom he had an idea. *No one ever comes in here... And Merle will be so busy sulking I drought she will tell anyone. Rarely comes out.*
He floated through the door and looked around. As usual Merle could be heard moaning in her cubical.
"Oh yes, just play a game. How many times can you flush Merle down the toilet."
Peeves couldn't resist, and gone into the cubical next to Merle. "Oh I say at least 500. That's what I hear at least."
"Oh, go away Peeves I'm not in the mood."
"You never are, are you." He snickered. "You know you could keep moving cubicles and make the game more fun. So they have to guess which toilet Merle is in."
"Oh go away Peeves or I'll go get the Bloody Baron." Merle started crying. "Everyone is always so mean to me. Even when I was alive. In ways I am glad I am dead. At least now I can go through walls. Or go invisible."
"Ah yes. I remember when you where alive like it where yesterday. It wasn't very fair what they did to you all the time." Peeves decided a little out of character niceness was a good idea so she didn't go get the Baron.
"Yes, you where still floating around then. How long have you been dead Peeves?"
Peeves was a little shocked cause no one has ever bothered trying to talk to him before unless they where telling him to get lost. "Em... well I'm not really sure. I have no memory of ever being alive. I've just assumed since I am a poltergeist that I was never alive... though, sometimes I get flashes of past events I can't really remember being a ghost in. Could just be wishful thinking, if there is one thing I want more than anything else it is to have been living. I also have no recollection of dieing or when it was, but I can say I been here roughly 150 years. Don't even really know my reason for being here."
"Really?? Everyone has a reason for being a ghost, some unfinished business to do. Like mine was to make a girl that picked on me's, life a living hell but she got the ministry to put a restraining order on me. So guess I'll be here as long as Nick. His unfinished business is to have a proper beheading, and he can only die once."
"Well guess that's Nick for you always after the impossible. Why was he beheaded anyway? Cause it was too big or something?"
Merle actually found herself holding back a laugh. "I don't know I never asked him. Gets rather sore at the subject of his botched execution. Don't want to offend him."
"Honestly Merle. Your too easy offended. You should lighten up a bit. In fact I think you should come with me and have a few lessons on how to enjoy yourself." Peeves said, reaching down the U-Bend and grabbing hold of Merle pulling her out of the toilet where she was hiding and then through the wall.
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