Disclaimer: I don't own Peeves.

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Peeves had been in love.

Once..no really, had been in love at one point. No one of course realized this except, perhaps, Nearly Headless Nick or the Bloody Baron. The fact that Peeves had spent a day without tormenting his usual number of first and second-year students provided a hint, or the fact that he actually hesitated before throwing a slime-filled water balloon at a teacher. In any case, he had been in love.

Hogwarts was a cold place to Peeves, and he hated it. He loved to torment the professors and call others names (Looney, Loopy, Lupin!). He didn't care who he bothered. He cared, however, if what he did was annoying. If it was, he was satisfied.

He had yelled, cursed, and done stuff that any poltergeist would do. He would destroy things in his path and mock others. He did this to everyone at Hogwarts...well, maybe not.

There was her...

A smile- yes a SMILE would actually appear on his face and not because he had covered Dumbledore in earwax.

Everyday he'd pass by her in the hall and wave..well, sort of wave. He had to make sure no one else knew of his secret.

If they found out...

If anyone KNEW..

He sighed.

Maybe one day he'd get the courage to tell her..

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To Be Continued.

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