𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕠𝕕𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕨

“nothing like that, i never knew you to be so out of the loop. i’m a prefect now. so.. if you’d like me to escort you, i’d be happy to.”

“can never find that woman. it’s like she vanishes the second someone needs her.” he mutters, glancing over at the person the voice belonged to. “miss abbott.” he smirks, “i’d be happy to assist you in finding her, i do believe it’s my job now.”

“is it?” he asked, honestly interested in the comment. “did she assign you such a task, mr-- goyle?”

“Actually, I did see her with Professor Flitwick a while ago.” Her eyes drifted up to the third floor of the castle where she suspected her head of house was still located. “Can I do anything to help?” 

“I don’t think so, unless you know where her supplies for me are? uh, Inspector Artemis Abbott.” she mused, holding her hand out to shake that of the young girls, automatically feeling weird having done it.

“I don’t think anyone that’s been slimed is very happy about it. I’m so glad i haven’t had to experience it, i’d have to find a way to kill a poltergeist.”

she couldn’t help but laugh at the girls comments, before shaking her head lightly. “better stay in school, kid.” she mused lightly, chuckling to herself. “You can’t kill what’s already dead--- though they can kill you, so best not to chat too loudly about that or he might get the wrong idea.”

      she wasn’t lingering-- perhaps she was, but the young kitten playing with the salt packets on the table had her smiling in a way that made her look almost insane. the woman simply loved babies-- of the animal, beast and being variety. the human kind scared her if she were completely honest. besides, how could anything possibly get cuter than a kitten? “how old? Your kitten I mean--- not you-- but you could tell me that too, i guess, I mean-- I was just interested in the cat, but...”

        hunting peeves had turned into a longer expedition than artemis expected. not only had the poltergeist sent her on a wild goose chase across the castle, but he’d also managed to wrangle the fat friar into his shenanigans. safe to say the library was one place she  felt a little safer from the meddling spirit and his supposed new best buddy. puffed, artemis found herself walking down a long aisle, head over shoulder to be sure no books were being hurled at her, before turning the corner and walking straight into another. “Oh! I’m so dreadfully sorry!” she flustered. “Are you okay?”

     “can you pass the griffin cub?” artemis mused, book perched at the end of one hand, furiously reading through the pages. “it says here that we can check to see if she has any flea’s by making her sneeze... apparently the things just bounce right off!” 

“i’ve heard about that, but haven’t been… lucky enough to receive such treatment. he did get gum in my hair when i was a 3rd year though, i haven’t forgave him, i had to cut it into this terrible bob. anyways. he’s probably scared for once.”

“-- you really are lucky then. Sometimes he likes to use pumpkin pudding, but i think this is a new thing he’s discovered, the whole-- ability to make slime thing, so good on him really--- just dumbledore isn’t too pleased about it.” she scoffed lightly, rolling her eyes. “Peeves isn’t scared of anything or any one.”

Now.. he didn’t really know how to react to being called Peeves. Just looking at her, tilting his head to the side, Remus then chuckled. “Should I take that as an insult? That I am human and not some sort of ghoul?” he asked, crossing his arms over his chest as he studied her. Compared to Sirius and James, he wasn’t really that much of a natural prankster. He wasn’t the mastermind behind the actions they did. But he did enjoy being a part of a group he felt slowly became his family. Moving to sit down next to her, he sighed. “You okay?”

location: pub/inn at hogsmeade status: open

mason was exhausted – he spent all night working and now he had to deal with those internships as well. normally he wouldn’t complain, as he liked keeping himself occupied and busy at all times, even if the lack of sleep affected him negatively. it was still better than letting his mind roam dark places once again. the mckinnon walked in his usual spot; he was now a frequent customer since his return. ordering his usual which was basically coffee and whiskey & litting up a cigarette, the man focused his attention on the newest edition of the daily prophet in his hands; that was until he felt someone sitting down next to him. “ d’ya need something? “ mason asked before distractedly looking up for a moment.

she hadn’t actually noticed where she placed herself, simply that it was a spare seat and she needed to get off her feet. a whole day in the field trying to calm a rift between the centaur tribes had really put her out of action. not to mention, the amount of times her toes were stepped on accidentally was ridiculous. “huh? oh--” she looked back at him, brain finally computing who in fact was talking to her. “--just a drink, and perhaps new feet? but other than that, I’m dandy.” she played off, turning her attention to the bartender and ordering a dragons breath cocktail.

“you know, i can’t tell if you’re being sarcastic or not, and that concerns me.” still, eve hopped up on a near by desk. “peeves, i’m assuming?”

the raven haired woman merely hummed at the comment, before turning her attention at her wand, and conjuring some symbols before her that illuminated brightly. “Yep. Dumbledore has asked for some assistance. Seems someone has taken a liking to throwing ectoplasm at students for no apparent reason...” she trailed off, watching the symbols move through the air slightly, before ushering them away. “he’s here, just being awfully quiet for a change.”

“Feel free to join… what exactly??” Evelyn tilted her head, eyebrows raised. 

“--i’m waiting for a poltergeist to show up for our date.” she mused, a little louder so that if he were in the room and just not making himself known, he’d hear her.