AN, Unfortunately, I managed to add some more scenes that don't really efect the story. Sometimes, the scenes are a bit confusing. That is because I go back to edit them when I have to add something and most, if not all the time they don't fit with that scene.
Peeves felt angry. An angry Peeves was a dangerous Peeves. The prank the thrice damned prankster had played on him was untolerable. He didn't care who the prank was aimed at, it had efected him.
Floating through the school's hallways, he lay down on air vertically and floated into the wall next to Bumble's office. His form was still invisible and not solid, so it was easy to float right into the empty office and hide behind a bookshelf.
and he waited for almost an hour.
The headmaster strolled through the door, holding a second year student's hand who was looking around giltily.
"Sit, please," The headmaster twinkled his eyes as he sat behind his desk and leaned back.
"I'd prefer not to sir," The student said quietly. Peeves couldn't detect mutch of a tone.
"Very well, my boy." Peeves could see the student fidget nervously as neither the headmaster or the student spoke first for several minutes, the headmaster looking disapointed
"So my boy. I am curious as to why you decided to play this prank at the sorting ceremony, out of all times? You must realize that it was not the proper time to play a prank. I am also curious as to how you managed it? it was an impressive peace of work even though it was the wrong time." He said, twinkling his eyes at the student
"Well sir," He said, still fidgeting, "It was a simple illusion spell I found in the library. I-, ur, I practiced it for some days before trying it. The language is icelandic, because grandma taut it to me, and it sounds nice. so I used it. but I enchanted the chairs and tables to break by putting a paper on them that could be activated with a flick of the wand."
The headmaster let out a long sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose. "My boy, you realize that the spell could have done something it was not supposed to? You should not have tried the first spell about illusions or any category without adult supervision. If something bad had happend..." The headmaster let his words hang in the air before quietly saying, "15 points from Gryffindor."
the boy slowly shuffled out of the office as Bumble's gave him a nod, and Peeves dove through the wall before Dumbledore could notice him. He cackled madly as he flue into a suit of armor and manipulated it to follow the student with the loudest steps he could mannage.
CLUNK! CLUNK! boom!
The suit of armor was suddenly blasted into a wall and Peeves ascended as fast as he could through the head of the suit.
"Peeves!" the boy exclamed. "What is wrong with you."
"Ikkle student scared of peeves!" He cackled. "Ikkle student started prank war with Peevesy." With that, he threw a stink bomb on the boy's head and ascended into the air with a woosh. He cackled madly as it exploded and drenched his wand in foul smelling liquid.
"PEEEEEEEEEVES!" The boy yelled. "You FRIDUR AF DRASL. I VIL JA DREPA!" At this point, the boy's face had turned red and his wand was pointed at Peeves. "STUPEFY!"
Diving to one side, he started throwing apples at the boy before he was flung into a wall by a nearby spell.
"Peeves!" McGonagall sternly said as she hurried into the small room they'd moved in while they were dodging, "I swear to merlin if you do not stop this foolishness I will have you banished from the school no matter what! you are an annoyence!" she huffed. "And Mister Roberts, you have detention with me tuesday at 5 pm," She announced without stopping to take a breathe before canceling the spell and hurrying back out.
peevespassingtime,
Peeves follows one of the prefects for Gryffindor and overhears the password. In his invisible form he slowly enters the common room and approaches the southern wall, where he nose that there is a list of the students from first year to the seventh. He quietly sighs as he realizes that only names are present, but he knows the family name of the student who'd pranked him, and names were important, in his book, to twist and insult all he wanted.
Neville Longbottom
Ron Weasley
fred W-
He was going to throw a stink bomb at this thing. Roberts. He turned to family names with the first letter of r
Frederick Roberts
He cackled and several Gryffindor students screamed. "CALL MCGONAGALL!" One of them mock yelled.
"NO! NO! THE BLOODY BARON! COME ON BEFORE HE STINK BOMBS US!" another yelled.
"BE CALM!" He identified Dean Thomas. "It's just a bloody poltergeist. It can't possably be that bad," He said
Peeves flue behind him and raspberried right into Dean's ear, before throwing several stink bombs into the croud.
One stood out to him however, darting out of the croud before the bombs could explode. He was a boy with messy black hair and emerald green eyes that looked confusedly at him.
"Who are you?" He asked confusedly. "How did you get in?"
"Gryffys need to protect their password better," Peeves cackled. "Peevsy has a grudge with the Gryffys! Peevsy be givving Gryffindor password to the Slythies," He lied before floating away.
peevespassingtime,
The boy was interesting, Peeves thought. He looked like Jimmy Potty who'd helped him with pranks a long time ago. He'd protect the boy.