Dealing with the Poltergeist
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Harry Leferts
When the students had gone home, Peeves had been rather annoyed at it. Without them, who was he going to have his fun with? Who would he prank? But he had soothed himself that with them gone, so was Potter. His father, Peeves had liked, such chaos him and his friends had made... The son on the other hand?
Not so much.
Rather, he had annoyed the poltergeist, always interfering. Oh, how that had angered Peeves. If he was anyone else, Peeves would have gone out of his way to annoy and torment him. But that blasted boy somehow had a way of freezing him in place! Him! Peeves! Needless to say, Harry Potter was far down the list of people Peeves liked.
And considering all the problems that Potter put him through, or all the pranks that he stopped, could anyone blame Peeves for wanting to get rid of him? The poltergeist thought not. Granted, he did nearly cause the boy's death, but who cares? The face that he made was hilarious, shame it didn't. Hopefully the brat would have learned his place and stop blocking Peeves. Or, better yet, just leave, the spirit cared about neither. After all, one would have thought that people would have learned their lesson from the last time, hopefully this time the lesson would stick.
Less funny though was Myrtle's actions. How that little snot was able to punch his lights out was beyond Peeves. But it infuriated him on many different levels. Even now, sometimes he felt a phantom pain in his jaw. If it was someone else, he would have found it hilarious, but not so it being himself! And the fact that she managed to save Potter made it even worse in his view.
However, there was not much that Peeves could do though. With what happened, the Bloody Baron was most displeased and he was the only one that Peeves was wary of. Said ghost had been roaming around declaring that he was going to show Peeves exactly what he thought of his actions which made Peeves lay low. While he could not get rid of the poltergeist, the Baron did not need to. He was more then capable of making the lesson stick in other ways.
Sadly, that meant that Peeves was not able to give a proper goodbye when all the students left. Which annoyed him on several levels, especially as he now had three weeks before they returned. Granted, he still had the ones who were going to come and search the school from top to bottom. Aurors and such were so much fun to prank and torment. So serious! In a way, Peeves had been looking forward to it.
Had been... which brings it to this point in time.
It had started like any other day had. Peeves had been roaming and setting up various things. Part of his mind was focused on plans. Perhaps with the rest gone he would go and have another go at Myrtle. Show that crybaby her place in things, which was always good for a cruel laugh. However, very quickly Peeves had realized something.
What that something was though had bothered him for some time. The Sun was peaking over the horizon when Peeves realized what that something was. And when he did, he frowned and felt a chill.
The entire school was quiet, far too quiet.
Even during the holidays, when there were no students, there was noise. Paintings going from one portrait to another. Armor clanking as they moved from hallway to hallway. Various ghosts talking with each other. The owlry would have various school owls making noise as well. Even some staff could be heard, such as Flitch grumbling about one thing or another.
Much to Peeves unease though, there was none of that. No paintings made any noise, nor did the armors move. Sir Nick and the others were no where to be found, not even Myrtle could be heard in her washroom. Peeves even swung by the owlry to scare the birds there, but found no sign of them. And what staff had stayed had also seemingly disappeared. The poltergeist did not like it.
Not in the least.
As the minutes had ticked into hours, and there was no sign ogf anything, Peeves' unease grew. It grew and grew as time went on and he could swear that something was watching him. Waiting... Hunting. But that was silly, right?
Right?
However, no matter what he did, what he told himself, Peeves could not shake off the horrible feeling he had. A horrible feeling that something extremely bad was about to happen to him, but what? What could it be? It drove the spirit up the wall to the point where he was unable to place any tricks. And that only made it far worse in his view.
But nothing happened despite his unease. The castle was silent as a tomb and just as seemingly inhabited. It creeped out the poltergeist to no end And just as he was about to do something about it, Peeves sighted Queen Anne's Revenge walk into view. Said shipgirl also spotted him and grinned in a way that Peeves did not like in the slightest. Before Peeves could say anything though, she pulled out one of her guns and fired. "There ye are!"
Yelping, Peeves ducked with his hands over his head. "Peeves does not like this! Peeves does not like this at all! That nearly hit Peevsie, it did!"
All Blackbeard's infamous ship do though was grin as she pulled out another gun. "Aye, tis a real shame! After all, I missed! Now then, hold still you lily livered belshangle! That way next time I won't!"
Eyes widening as he realized why there was no one around, Peeves ducked under another bullet, this time from a different direction. Snarling, Revenge ran towards him while on her shoulders, the fairy forms of Anne Bonny and Mary Read fired their own guns. Moments later, Peeves took off as he glared at the two. It did not take him long before he ran into Golden Hind though, followed by Scuffles.
What ensued was nothing else then a war as Peeves used every method he could to attack the shipgirls hunting him through the castle. Sword lashing out and batting away a spear thrown at her, Revenge let out a loud whoop. "Is tha' the best that yeh can do? Come on then, you beastie! Do better!"
Flying out over a staircase, Peeves brought out crossbows and began to fire them. However, one of the suits of armor threw it's shield in time for Queen Anne's Revenge to grab it and then deflect the crossbow bolts. Eyes boggling, Peeves thrust one hand towards the suit of armor and sent it flying before he shot down the staircase with a scream. "HOGWARTS YOU BITCH! HOW DARE YOU DO THIS!"
He just reached the bottom when he spotted a shadow and dodged. And just in time as Nagato slammed into the ground with her fists coming down in a hammer blow that shattered stone when they hit. Despite that, her blow just missed Peeves and to the spirit's terror, he could feel his clothes ruffle from where the hands passed. Looking at him, Nagato's eyes glowed in rage. "You dare harm my son!" Her fist then lashed out and Peeves yelped as he backed out of range. "You tried to kill him!"
There was a flash out of the corner of Peeves eye and he back flipped as Sir Nick nearly took off his head with a sword. On the normally jovial ghost's face was a grim smile. "You have gone too far this time, Peeves. Now then, for once be a proper spirit and face what you've done!"
Rolling beneath Nick, Peeves took off and soon found himself facing the Fat Friar. A shaky smile on his face, the poltergeist panted some. "F-Friar! You will help Peevsie, right? Forgive and such?"
If he had thought that he would find succor from the friendly ghost though, he was wrong as the Fat Friar had a stern look on his face. "There are many things that I can forgive, Peeves. And many things that God, Almighty can. But to try and bring harm to a child? That... I cannot forgive." He then gave a small bow to the stunned spirit. "But I shall pray for you nonetheless and neither will I help them nor you."
A screech ripping out of his throat, Peeves took off. "DAMN YOU FRIAR! DAMN YOU!"
For the next few hours, Peeves performed a running battle all through the halls of Hogwarts against his hunters. From the tops of the towers to the deepest parts of the basement, Peeves tried everything to throw off or even harm his pursuers. He would not be forced from the school! He would not!
Perhaps the worst things though were out of sight. More then once, Peeves had been about to take down one hallway, or hide in a passageway. But at the last moment had felt something was there and stopped. Peeves felt as if there was danger down in such places. Sometimes, he glanced into them quickly and saw a flash of teeth, other times there was fur or a tail moving out of sight.
Each time though dread filled him and he took off towards another direction.
Sadly for him, he was not given the time to think, only react. Peeves barely had the space of minutes before getting attacked. It did not take long for the poltergeist to realize that Hogwarts herself was helping in the hunt for him. Hallways shifted around and staircases moved, allowing for those pursuing him to rapidly catch up. Sometimes they managed to cut him off from one of his stashes. Needless to say, as the day went on, he found himself more and more enraged at the castle herself and tried to take it out on her walls and doors when he could.
There would be a number of suits of armor that would need repairs after this, same with portraits and doors. Some windows, too, were shattered by the angered spirit. Other times he would reach a stash of his only to nearly get shot or slashed as he found grim faced fairies waiting there for him. Something that only served to drive his anger to new heights.
However, eventually the Sun began to set on the area around the castle. And while outside shadows lengthened, the fighting continued on in the castle with Peeves screaming defiance and insults. At the moment though, he was dazed as he flew through a door after being struck in the head by none other then a madly grinning Myrtle using a sap given to her by one of the shipgirls. Noticing that he was in the Great Hall, Peeves shot towards the entrance for the owls, wanting to get out and then fly to one of the nearby towers.
Almost as soon as he reached though, he began to screech in pain as he was seemingly electrocuted. Pulling back, he took note of slips of paper stuck in the entry. Slips that looked similar to the ones that Harry had often used to freeze him. Slowly, Peeves realized that those were not the only ones.
In fact, the entire Great Hall had them plastered practically everywhere.
Meanwhile, Peeves realized that he had been driven towards this point and heard a growl behind him. "Abou' time. Give it up, Peeves. It's all over for you now."
Whipping around, Peeves spotted the shipgirls entering the Great Hall, which he noted was empty of tables or anything he could use as a weapon. Arms crossed, the shipgirl who had spoken watched him through narrowed eyes. Chuckles escaped from a purple haired shipgirl who walked up beside the first and jerked her thumb at the one who had spoken. "Like Ryuujou-San said, your finished."
Eyes bulging from his face, Peeves snarled and screeched as he tried to escape. The few times he went for the main doors to the Great Hall though, he was thrown back. Finaly, he let out a mad cackle. "You think that you won!? That you beat me!? NO! You cannot get rid of me, I am older then Hogwarts!"
There was a snort when what seemed like a student walked to the front of the group. More then one shipgirl widened their eyes at the young woman as they realized who it was. "Yes, Peeves, you were here before me. So what? I know exactly what you are." Glaring at him, Hogwarts took a small amount of pleasure as Peeves moved back. "Oh yes, I know the history of this place before I was made."
Frowning, Nagato narrowed her eyes as she remembered some letters that Harry had sent back. In particular the ones about a mysterious female student that appeared and vanished. "What do you mean?"
Hogwarts came to a stop and stared at Peeves. "A century before I was built, a Laird built a wooden castle and hamlet here. He had a rather... disturbing form of humor and found delight in tormenting others. And he was not alone as many of his court was much the same, they found humor in others pain and humiliation. Among them, was his jester who could be extremely mean. He liked to give directions at the nearby crossroads that lead people into dangerous spots. All because he found it funny... that was until one day they angered the wrong clan of wizards. He had become attracted to the daughter of the clan head, but she rejected him in favor of another. One day, the young man was at the court and got drunk... Last he was seen was being lead off by the jester to his sleeping quarters."
Not having known this, Hiyou turned towards her. "I take it that the young man was found dead then?"
Snorting, Hogwarts nodded. "His remains were found in the pig sty. The jester told some of the other servants that the young man had made such a pig of himself at the feast, that he thought he should stay with his relatives. His master had found it funny... the clan of the young woman and the young man's clan did not. One night they set upon the wooden castle and sealed the doors shut before setting it aflame with the Laird and his court, including his jester, inside. All of them died in the blaze, though the jester proclaimed that their touch would be felt forever more." She then waved towards Peeves. "Less then a century after I was built, Peeves appeared. Rowena figured out that he gained his form and charming personality from the imprint upon the land."
With his hands clenched at his side, Peeves shook in rage. "You have no right! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO JUDGE PEEVES!"
Everyone took a step back as Hogwarts roared. "I HAVE EVERY DAMN RIGHT TO JUDGE YOU, PEEVES! AND JUDGED YOU I HAVE!" The entire castle shook as she took a step forward with Peeves stepping back. "YOU HAVE TORMENTED MANY OF MY CHILDREN, PEEVES! THOSE UNDER MY CARE! YOU ONLY CARE ABOUT YOUR OWN DAMN AMUSEMENT!" Chest heaving, her eyes practically glowed with rage. "I remember, not two centuries past the last attempt to get rid of you. How you threatened my children with death! And for that, I have never and nor shall I ever forgive you!"
Laughing, Peeves threw back his head. "And? What have you done!? You, none of you can get rid of Peevsie! I will just come back!"
It was then that there was a dark chuckle and Peeves froze. "Is that so now?" Peeves was not the only one either, so did the Hogwarts ghosts and they turned to see Haru and Natsumi walk forward in their kitsune forms. But it was Hoshi that caught their attention. She looked like a horse sized fox with nine tails behind her. There was dark amusement in her eyes as she took several steps forward and flames appeared on her tail tips. "Well now, I suppose then that we'll just have to see how long it takes for you to pull yourself together..." Hoshi grinned with sharp teeth glistening in the light. "Now won't we?"
Behind her, Junyou sealed the doors and they all turned their attention to Peeves who tried to back up towards the wall and shaking his head. However, there was no help waiting for him as the group walked forwards...
When the students had gone home, Peeves had been rather annoyed at it. Without them, who was he going to have his fun with? Who would he prank? But he had soothed himself that with them gone, so was Potter. His father, Peeves had liked, such chaos him and his friends had made... The son on the other hand?
Not so much.
Rather, he had annoyed the poltergeist, always interfering. Oh, how that had angered Peeves. If he was anyone else, Peeves would have gone out of his way to annoy and torment him. But that blasted boy somehow had a way of freezing him in place! Him! Peeves! Needless to say, Harry Potter was far down the list of people Peeves liked.
And considering all the problems that Potter put him through, or all the pranks that he stopped, could anyone blame Peeves for wanting to get rid of him? The poltergeist thought not. Granted, he did nearly cause the boy's death, but who cares? The face that he made was hilarious, shame it didn't. Hopefully the brat would have learned his place and stop blocking Peeves. Or, better yet, just leave, the spirit cared about neither. After all, one would have thought that people would have learned their lesson from the last time, hopefully this time the lesson would stick.
Less funny though was Myrtle's actions. How that little snot was able to punch his lights out was beyond Peeves. But it infuriated him on many different levels. Even now, sometimes he felt a phantom pain in his jaw. If it was someone else, he would have found it hilarious, but not so it being himself! And the fact that she managed to save Potter made it even worse in his view.
However, there was not much that Peeves could do though. With what happened, the Bloody Baron was most displeased and he was the only one that Peeves was wary of. Said ghost had been roaming around declaring that he was going to show Peeves exactly what he thought of his actions which made Peeves lay low. While he could not get rid of the poltergeist, the Baron did not need to. He was more then capable of making the lesson stick in other ways.
Sadly, that meant that Peeves was not able to give a proper goodbye when all the students left. Which annoyed him on several levels, especially as he now had three weeks before they returned. Granted, he still had the ones who were going to come and search the school from top to bottom. Aurors and such were so much fun to prank and torment. So serious! In a way, Peeves had been looking forward to it.
Had been... which brings it to this point in time.
It had started like any other day had. Peeves had been roaming and setting up various things. Part of his mind was focused on plans. Perhaps with the rest gone he would go and have another go at Myrtle. Show that crybaby her place in things, which was always good for a cruel laugh. However, very quickly Peeves had realized something.
What that something was though had bothered him for some time. The Sun was peaking over the horizon when Peeves realized what that something was. And when he did, he frowned and felt a chill.
The entire school was quiet, far too quiet.
Even during the holidays, when there were no students, there was noise. Paintings going from one portrait to another. Armor clanking as they moved from hallway to hallway. Various ghosts talking with each other. The owlry would have various school owls making noise as well. Even some staff could be heard, such as Flitch grumbling about one thing or another.
Much to Peeves unease though, there was none of that. No paintings made any noise, nor did the armors move. Sir Nick and the others were no where to be found, not even Myrtle could be heard in her washroom. Peeves even swung by the owlry to scare the birds there, but found no sign of them. And what staff had stayed had also seemingly disappeared. The poltergeist did not like it.
Not in the least.
As the minutes had ticked into hours, and there was no sign ogf anything, Peeves' unease grew. It grew and grew as time went on and he could swear that something was watching him. Waiting... Hunting. But that was silly, right?
Right?
However, no matter what he did, what he told himself, Peeves could not shake off the horrible feeling he had. A horrible feeling that something extremely bad was about to happen to him, but what? What could it be? It drove the spirit up the wall to the point where he was unable to place any tricks. And that only made it far worse in his view.
But nothing happened despite his unease. The castle was silent as a tomb and just as seemingly inhabited. It creeped out the poltergeist to no end And just as he was about to do something about it, Peeves sighted Queen Anne's Revenge walk into view. Said shipgirl also spotted him and grinned in a way that Peeves did not like in the slightest. Before Peeves could say anything though, she pulled out one of her guns and fired. "There ye are!"
Yelping, Peeves ducked with his hands over his head. "Peeves does not like this! Peeves does not like this at all! That nearly hit Peevsie, it did!"
All Blackbeard's infamous ship do though was grin as she pulled out another gun. "Aye, tis a real shame! After all, I missed! Now then, hold still you lily livered belshangle! That way next time I won't!"
Eyes widening as he realized why there was no one around, Peeves ducked under another bullet, this time from a different direction. Snarling, Revenge ran towards him while on her shoulders, the fairy forms of Anne Bonny and Mary Read fired their own guns. Moments later, Peeves took off as he glared at the two. It did not take him long before he ran into Golden Hind though, followed by Scuffles.
What ensued was nothing else then a war as Peeves used every method he could to attack the shipgirls hunting him through the castle. Sword lashing out and batting away a spear thrown at her, Revenge let out a loud whoop. "Is tha' the best that yeh can do? Come on then, you beastie! Do better!"
Flying out over a staircase, Peeves brought out crossbows and began to fire them. However, one of the suits of armor threw it's shield in time for Queen Anne's Revenge to grab it and then deflect the crossbow bolts. Eyes boggling, Peeves thrust one hand towards the suit of armor and sent it flying before he shot down the staircase with a scream. "HOGWARTS YOU BITCH! HOW DARE YOU DO THIS!"
He just reached the bottom when he spotted a shadow and dodged. And just in time as Nagato slammed into the ground with her fists coming down in a hammer blow that shattered stone when they hit. Despite that, her blow just missed Peeves and to the spirit's terror, he could feel his clothes ruffle from where the hands passed. Looking at him, Nagato's eyes glowed in rage. "You dare harm my son!" Her fist then lashed out and Peeves yelped as he backed out of range. "You tried to kill him!"
There was a flash out of the corner of Peeves eye and he back flipped as Sir Nick nearly took off his head with a sword. On the normally jovial ghost's face was a grim smile. "You have gone too far this time, Peeves. Now then, for once be a proper spirit and face what you've done!"
Rolling beneath Nick, Peeves took off and soon found himself facing the Fat Friar. A shaky smile on his face, the poltergeist panted some. "F-Friar! You will help Peevsie, right? Forgive and such?"
If he had thought that he would find succor from the friendly ghost though, he was wrong as the Fat Friar had a stern look on his face. "There are many things that I can forgive, Peeves. And many things that God, Almighty can. But to try and bring harm to a child? That... I cannot forgive." He then gave a small bow to the stunned spirit. "But I shall pray for you nonetheless and neither will I help them nor you."
A screech ripping out of his throat, Peeves took off. "DAMN YOU FRIAR! DAMN YOU!"
For the next few hours, Peeves performed a running battle all through the halls of Hogwarts against his hunters. From the tops of the towers to the deepest parts of the basement, Peeves tried everything to throw off or even harm his pursuers. He would not be forced from the school! He would not!
Perhaps the worst things though were out of sight. More then once, Peeves had been about to take down one hallway, or hide in a passageway. But at the last moment had felt something was there and stopped. Peeves felt as if there was danger down in such places. Sometimes, he glanced into them quickly and saw a flash of teeth, other times there was fur or a tail moving out of sight.
Each time though dread filled him and he took off towards another direction.
Sadly for him, he was not given the time to think, only react. Peeves barely had the space of minutes before getting attacked. It did not take long for the poltergeist to realize that Hogwarts herself was helping in the hunt for him. Hallways shifted around and staircases moved, allowing for those pursuing him to rapidly catch up. Sometimes they managed to cut him off from one of his stashes. Needless to say, as the day went on, he found himself more and more enraged at the castle herself and tried to take it out on her walls and doors when he could.
There would be a number of suits of armor that would need repairs after this, same with portraits and doors. Some windows, too, were shattered by the angered spirit. Other times he would reach a stash of his only to nearly get shot or slashed as he found grim faced fairies waiting there for him. Something that only served to drive his anger to new heights.
However, eventually the Sun began to set on the area around the castle. And while outside shadows lengthened, the fighting continued on in the castle with Peeves screaming defiance and insults. At the moment though, he was dazed as he flew through a door after being struck in the head by none other then a madly grinning Myrtle using a sap given to her by one of the shipgirls. Noticing that he was in the Great Hall, Peeves shot towards the entrance for the owls, wanting to get out and then fly to one of the nearby towers.
Almost as soon as he reached though, he began to screech in pain as he was seemingly electrocuted. Pulling back, he took note of slips of paper stuck in the entry. Slips that looked similar to the ones that Harry had often used to freeze him. Slowly, Peeves realized that those were not the only ones.
In fact, the entire Great Hall had them plastered practically everywhere.
Meanwhile, Peeves realized that he had been driven towards this point and heard a growl behind him. "Abou' time. Give it up, Peeves. It's all over for you now."
Whipping around, Peeves spotted the shipgirls entering the Great Hall, which he noted was empty of tables or anything he could use as a weapon. Arms crossed, the shipgirl who had spoken watched him through narrowed eyes. Chuckles escaped from a purple haired shipgirl who walked up beside the first and jerked her thumb at the one who had spoken. "Like Ryuujou-San said, your finished."
Eyes bulging from his face, Peeves snarled and screeched as he tried to escape. The few times he went for the main doors to the Great Hall though, he was thrown back. Finaly, he let out a mad cackle. "You think that you won!? That you beat me!? NO! You cannot get rid of me, I am older then Hogwarts!"
There was a snort when what seemed like a student walked to the front of the group. More then one shipgirl widened their eyes at the young woman as they realized who it was. "Yes, Peeves, you were here before me. So what? I know exactly what you are." Glaring at him, Hogwarts took a small amount of pleasure as Peeves moved back. "Oh yes, I know the history of this place before I was made."
Frowning, Nagato narrowed her eyes as she remembered some letters that Harry had sent back. In particular the ones about a mysterious female student that appeared and vanished. "What do you mean?"
Hogwarts came to a stop and stared at Peeves. "A century before I was built, a Laird built a wooden castle and hamlet here. He had a rather... disturbing form of humor and found delight in tormenting others. And he was not alone as many of his court was much the same, they found humor in others pain and humiliation. Among them, was his jester who could be extremely mean. He liked to give directions at the nearby crossroads that lead people into dangerous spots. All because he found it funny... that was until one day they angered the wrong clan of wizards. He had become attracted to the daughter of the clan head, but she rejected him in favor of another. One day, the young man was at the court and got drunk... Last he was seen was being lead off by the jester to his sleeping quarters."
Not having known this, Hiyou turned towards her. "I take it that the young man was found dead then?"
Snorting, Hogwarts nodded. "His remains were found in the pig sty. The jester told some of the other servants that the young man had made such a pig of himself at the feast, that he thought he should stay with his relatives. His master had found it funny... the clan of the young woman and the young man's clan did not. One night they set upon the wooden castle and sealed the doors shut before setting it aflame with the Laird and his court, including his jester, inside. All of them died in the blaze, though the jester proclaimed that their touch would be felt forever more." She then waved towards Peeves. "Less then a century after I was built, Peeves appeared. Rowena figured out that he gained his form and charming personality from the imprint upon the land."
With his hands clenched at his side, Peeves shook in rage. "You have no right! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO JUDGE PEEVES!"
Everyone took a step back as Hogwarts roared. "I HAVE EVERY DAMN RIGHT TO JUDGE YOU, PEEVES! AND JUDGED YOU I HAVE!" The entire castle shook as she took a step forward with Peeves stepping back. "YOU HAVE TORMENTED MANY OF MY CHILDREN, PEEVES! THOSE UNDER MY CARE! YOU ONLY CARE ABOUT YOUR OWN DAMN AMUSEMENT!" Chest heaving, her eyes practically glowed with rage. "I remember, not two centuries past the last attempt to get rid of you. How you threatened my children with death! And for that, I have never and nor shall I ever forgive you!"
Laughing, Peeves threw back his head. "And? What have you done!? You, none of you can get rid of Peevsie! I will just come back!"
It was then that there was a dark chuckle and Peeves froze. "Is that so now?" Peeves was not the only one either, so did the Hogwarts ghosts and they turned to see Haru and Natsumi walk forward in their kitsune forms. But it was Hoshi that caught their attention. She looked like a horse sized fox with nine tails behind her. There was dark amusement in her eyes as she took several steps forward and flames appeared on her tail tips. "Well now, I suppose then that we'll just have to see how long it takes for you to pull yourself together..." Hoshi grinned with sharp teeth glistening in the light. "Now won't we?"
Behind her, Junyou sealed the doors and they all turned their attention to Peeves who tried to back up towards the wall and shaking his head. However, there was no help waiting for him as the group walked forwards...