Summary: It was a broken down old building in an age of space travel and flying cars to every Muggle that saw it. It was nothing special, except to one curious girl with no past or future.

A/N: Okay, this is just a quick update for the story. I really wanted to do a brief chapter to reintroduce Peeves to Katie so here it is.

Several days had past since Draco's arrival at Hogwarts. Katie was starting to get used to the human presence and was actually quite enjoying herself. Mini Oliver, on the other hand, was not. Needless to say, he sulked a great deal as Katie spent more time with Draco while learning spell work.

One morning, the pair was having breakfast in their usual nook when Draco suddenly froze.

"Does the castle seem to quiet to you?" he asked, a strange and semi-frightened look on his face.

"Noooooo," Katie answered slowly, dragging out her answer. "Should it?"

"Yes," Draco answered swiftly. A resounding crash echoed in from the vicinity of the castle entrance and was accompanied by a great deal of strange chortling. Katie was on her feet, following an already moving Draco towards the noises.

"That sounds more normal," he muttered as they moved.

The pair emerged from the Great Hall and found themselves looking at the wreckage of a rather large urn. Sitting high above the mess, laughing maniacally, was a strange creature in awful, bright-colored clothing completely with bells and an obnoxious orange bowtie.

"Peeves," Draco said simply. The bizarre little man whipped around to look down at the couple.

"Bouncy White Ferret Boy!" Peeves shrieked gleefully. He began pelting the pair with water balloons he had stashed Merlin-only-knows-where.

"That's enough, Peeves!" Draco bellowed. "I'll have the Baron after you if you don't stop this racket and leave us be."

The colorful little spirit muttered quite a few colorful phrases regarding Draco before zipping off down the nearest passage way.

"And suddenly I'm having a lot of memories come back that I'm not entirely sure I wanted," Katie said slowly, staring after the spirit.

"Ah good, so you do remember something!" Draco grinned triumphantly.

"Oh yeah, I remember something," she replied with a sly grin. "One of them involves a boy—a younger version of you perhaps?—being transformed into a white ferret and bounced up and down for several long seconds."

Draco gave her a dirty look before massaging his temples in a weary fashion.

"That was not quite what I had been hoping for," he told her bluntly.

"Oh, I remember a lot about Peeves too," Katie answered brightly. She gave him a devilish grin and skipped back inside to finish her breakfast.

Later that night

Katie was just heading back to her room for a nice long sleep when suits of armor started rattling and crashing down around her. Several pieces of chalk nailed her squarely in the back of the head.

"DAMMIT, PEEVES!" she shrieked.

Something seized her nose and that obnoxious voice she'd recognized in the entrance earlier bellowed, "GOT YOUR CONK!"

"Leave off, Peeves!" Katie yelled angrily, pulling her wand out of her jeans. The rattling continued off down the hallway with the laughing spirit.

"I'm almost wishing I didn't remember him and he wasn't here at all," she muttered under her breath, stashing her wand in pocket and continuing up to bed.