Hello there again! Sorry for the wait if you were waiting! Happy 2012! WOOT!

Anyway, this chapter is from PoA, inspired by the morning scene in the chapter entitled 'Grim Defeat'. Some direct quotes.

Disclaimer: EVERYTHING here is owned by J.K. Rowling, of course.

Read on!

Sir Peeves

It was a stormy day, with howling winds and strong thunder rumbling outside. Flying up the flight of stairs towards Sir Cadogan's portrait on the seventh floor, Peeves was preparing to cause some trouble, and this time, in the Gryffindor common room.

"Loony Loony Lupin," the poltergeist sang merrily, as he ascended nearer to the entrance of the common room.

Sir Cadogan was sleeping soundly in his frame, with a bit of dribble trickling down his chin as he leaned against his fat pony. Peeves took out his cymbals (from Filch's Confiscated Goods) and started banging them with all his might against the portrait.

"What! What! What is it?" the knight yelled, wildly trying to turn his head around in his helmet. Spotting Peeves, he shouted, "You again! Draw you knaves! Come and fight me you scoundrel!"

Peeves blew a raspberry at him.

"Back, you braggart! Look, you've got spit on my painting!"

Peeves just cackled and floated inside to the Gryffindor common room.

"No, don't go inside! Come back you rogue!" he yelled, but it was no use as he had already entered, smirking to himself.

It was half past four in the morning - the morning of the Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff quidditch match. The Gryffindor team were trying to get as much sleep as they could before the big match, but Peeves disregarded this. He started bouncing off the walls with a loud "Weeee!" and kicked Crookshanks around the room while doing a few cartwheels.

Growing bored of the almost empty common room, Peeves randomly chose a staircase in which to go though. This led him straight to the third year boys' dormitories. Throwing open the first curtain he spotted, Peeves grinned at who he saw.

Harry Potter. Just the person he wanted to meet.

The poltergeist floated next to the sleeping boy, puffed out his cheeks, and blew hard. At first, Harry only stirred, but on the third blow, he bolted up and noticed Peeves.

"What did you do that for?" Harry said furiously.

With a last big puff, Peeves flew backwards out of the room, cackling.

Thanks for reading! Stay tuned for chapter 3 if I can find another Peeving moment in the books!

Bye! :D