Peeves had known about the littlest Potter's presence in Hogwarts. Not only had it been more than a year since the child had taken up residence within the ancient halls with Minerva, but the other ghosts would not stop chattering about the boy.

"Oh little Harry stopped my today and tried to share his pickle with me" Nearly Headless Nick gushed last Wednesday.

"He came to my bathroom and we had an engaging conversation about the faucets! He even promised to visit again!" Moaning Myrtle threw in his face just a few week previous.

Every week… No, every day a different story. It was sickening! It's like the cute little brat couldn't do any wrong.

And… And in the end, Peeves wouldn't even be angry if he could just interact with the child too.

Oh, he's tried. You wouldn't understand how much Peeves has tried to just speak with the lad. That first week, Peeves has stolen some candy from the Slytherin's (supposedly) secret community stash to share with the kid but any attempt to even get near the corridor where Minerva's rooms lied was foiled. He would be blocked, re-directed, and altogether encouraged to leave the area.

He returns with s stuffie that had been abandoned years ago but was still in relatively good condition and the same thing happens.

After the third time he gave up. He settled to watch one of his favorite people from afar.

So, after all this is was a bit of a shock to have been hit with a flying bit of clay curtesy of the littlest Potter.

Harry giggled, gwauffed more like it, as he fell over from the force of his laugh. Carefully he picked up more of the clay and flung it in Peeves' general direction.

"I's gots you!" Harry exclaimed

Peeves was still in shock. He stared at the child, how had he managed to get so close to him?

As Peeves wasn't moving, Harry went back to his original activity of flinging clay around the Divination corridor. He'd thought that Pee's would like to throw stuff with him. The Gryffindors were always gushing about him and he'd just only found him.

"Play pees?" Harry asked looking up at Peeves again with wide eyes.

Peeves' was pulled out of his thoughts by the little voice. Carefully he floated down and picked up some clay. He proceeded to smear in atop the babe head.

Harry giggled. Together the covered the corridor in clay. Peeves taking the high places and the crown molding. Harry made sure every bit of the floor and lower walls had a bit of clay as well.

It was quite the mess, so that when Hagrid found them later he almost couldn't distinguish little Harry from the clay on the walls.

A/N:

And so the story continues! Peeves wasn't about to interact with Harry in the past because Minerva had placed a repellent charm on Harry's clothes. So ghosts like Peeves, The Blood Baron, and sometimes the Grey Lady were unable to get near Harry let alone interact with him. However during this chapter Hagrid is babysitting and has happened to buy Harry a new outfit. So at long last Harry and Peeves meet.

Hagrid will not be sharing the story of this interaction with Minerva.

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