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This was born of a Moffat-esque thought. Read at Own Peril.
Poltergeist Regrets
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Imagine if, somewhere secret, Peeves has a small collection of things from the Weasley Twins…
And every so often when the idea of tormenting the new First Years and other students just doesn't quite amuse as much as it should, and his essence feels heavy…
He goes to look at it.
To remember the two young men who brought joy into his mischievous world, being cunning, brilliant and kindred spirits to him.
Despite no one thinking him capable of it, occasionally he does feel an aching grief that one of them is lost and the other will never smile again. Though sometimes he never knows which is which these days… he misses having daring dual counterparts and partners in crime to laugh along at his pranks…
With a sigh he will leave the tiny shrine and float away to torment whomsoever he can find until at last… the heavy feeling lifts…
The End
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