Floating up to the top of the entrance hall staircase, the pearly white and gaunt faced spectre known to all as the Bloody Baron stopped to hover in front of the arched window that depicted Salazar Slytherin in high glory. Eyeing the window with his black staring eyes he basked in the relative quiet. No students yet.

He could groan, sulk and clank his chains in peace which he did loudly too just because. What would the great Salazar have done to get the subject of his eternal love to finally return his affection?

Zoryn held her head up SUPER tall for the MOMENTOUS occasion of all occasions. And if you must know, this momentous occasion happened to be the occasion when everyone would be finding out that she, Zoryn Amari Justine Janvier Kenning Spinnet, would reveal herself as the new Gryffindor Quidditch Captain. Everyone would bow down and pay their respects to their new Quidditch Queen and then life would go on, revolving around her. Duh.

Honestly, it was about time that Hogwarts appreciated her greatness. Even stupid Juniper wouldn't be able to say anything to bring her down. Once the ground, now the QUIDDITCH QUEEN. How's that for an upgrade, Meyers! HA. lol clearly someone made a mistake in giving her the badge because Zoryn's head had grown seventeen times it's normal size and there was no way of shrinking it down now. She was at her height of power.

Which...... Meant she had to be EXTRA fashionably late for the feast. Instead of walking into the Great Hall, the Gryffindor walked in circles around the entrance hall, waiting for the moment where she could see that the Gryffindor table was somewhat occupied so that she could SWOOP in and make her grand entrance. It was only then that she noticed the ghostly figure floating about.

"No offense, but how come you always look SOOOOOOOO grumpy. My mum says if you frown too much, your face will get stuck. Is that what happened to you?" It'd make sense.

Staring up at the arched window belonging to Salazar Slytherin the Baron assumed that the students who were entering the Entrance Hall after their carriage and boat rides that saw him floating about would give him a wide berth to sulk and contemplate in peace. Sadly that didn't apply to one Zoryn Spinnet that had a gleaming Quidditch badge attached to her robes.

Slowly gliding down the stairs to face the lioness his bloodiness grumbled hotly, his chains clanking with every word. "It's none of your business why I always look grumpy Ms Spinnet! Shouldn't you be running along into the hall to get a good seat?" And leave him alone!

With a loud pop, Algamus was in the entrance hall where the baggage and trunks got dropped off by all the studentsies. Perhaps it was age, but it seemed there was even mores trunks this year than last year.

Were there more studentsies or were they just bring more stuffs? Whys oh whys? Where were his other elveses .... in the kitchen making foods but these trunks must goes. Studentsies will be expecting their stuffsies after food... Snap of the fingers and poofs... trunks off to the slytherin dorms ...

That's right, it didn't apply to one Zoryn Spinnet. Actually, come to think of it, most things didn't apply to Zoryn Spinnet. For being as loud and Gyffindor as she was... the girl was also pretty unpredictable in words and in action. It may have been the reason why she landed in detention so often or why her individual contribution to Gryffindor house points always sat at a low negative. But neither here nor there, Zoryn didn't so much as care.

She did, however, care to hear why the Bloody Barron was soOOOOoooOOO grumpy. "How come?" She found herself asking without even a moment's pause. "Ooooh, is it a SECRET?" Because if it was, Zoryn still wanted to know. You could either blame her Gryffindor curiosity or her lack of personal boundaries, either excuse would fit the bill. "Well, technically... Maybe. But there's no rule that says I've gotta be the first to show up. I need to make a GRAND entrance, y'know?" He should know considering just how dramatic he was. Zoryn thought so anyways.

Hehe. No one could finds him now.

After successfully avoiding cleaning the dishes, Toddles had snucks out of the kitchens and had almost made his ways to the Great Hall to sits with his fellow studentsies. It was alls 'parts of his plans to takes over the school and rule as King Toddles.



He was about to cackle when he heard footsteps coming along. Uh oh. Was that Mr. Mean Head Elf?

*POOF*

With that somewhat fatal **POOF**, Toddles had found himself in the midst of a conversation -- almost literally in the middle of the Baron and the new Gryffindor Captain. Not what Toddles had intensded. "'S'cuses Toddles. Sorrys Toddles," said the House elf as he lowered his ears. He hads to now do some quick thinking. "Assistance?"

The Bloody Baron was not interested in sharing his life's story with Zoryn Spinnet of all people. If he didn't share it with students of his own house, why would he share it with this particular lioness? It wasn't going to happen. But to get the girl off his back since she was making his mood fouler by the minute the Baron barked hoarsely as he bore his eyes into her. "Yes, it's a secret! Now stop being so nosy Ms Spinnet! Keep your nose out places where it doesn't belong! What makes you think i know something about grand entrances?" What was she implying? The Baron was not amused.

His bloodiness was casting his eyes into the Great Hall to see if the fair Lady Helena had arrived to greet her claws when his vision was obscured by the appearance of an elf. Floating around to face the elf, chains clanking loudly the Baron groaned grumpily. "Why are you not in the kitchens Toodles?"

“Well your bloodiness, I’m actually a SUUUUUPER good secret keeper,” she nodded. “And it’s really not a good idea to internalize your feelings, so if you tell me it’ll probably help you feel better.” In fact, Zoryn Spinnet wasn’t being nosy, she was just trying to help the grumpy ghost. Mhm. See, getting the grumpiness off his chest by sharing with a very, VERY trustworthy Zoryn Spinnet would TOTALLY help him be less grumpy. She was gonna help him get rid of his foul mood. What a good samaritan she was. Honestly, it was no wonder that they made her a Student Leader this year. She was doing all sorts of good deeds around the castle. The Gryffindor nodded suuuuuuuuper innocently.

“I dunno, you kinda look like the type of guy,” she shrugged. It had something to do with his scowl. It just SCREAMED ‘grand entrance’, ja feel?

It was then when a POP was heard and a house elf appeared! Huh? “Perfect timing, Toddles! The Bloody Baron was just about to tell me why he’s so grumpy! I'm sure it'll be okay if you listened too,” she BEAMED up at the ghost and decided to make herself comfortable by sitting down on the floor. Looking over at the elf, she patted the floor right next to her in hopes that Toddles would join. STORY TIME! STORY TIME! STORY TIME! "I'm sure the kitchens don't need him right this second, sir."

What was Toddles doings here? Uhmm.. Err... Well... Quickly! Thinks! Thinks!

THINKS!

THINKS! Before the gloomsy ghosty becomes mean. Toddles eyed Zoryn momentarily before... (EUREKA!) Toddles turnsings his gaze backs at the Baron. "Missus Spinnet is rights. The kitchens donst needs Toddles now. Toddles was just seeing if Argyle needsed some help."

Withouts another word, he plopped to the floor right next to Missus Spinnet and awaited the Bloody Baron to tells his tales of woe. "Right now Toddles help Missus Spinnet and yous, sirs."

Heh.

Nimma is worrieds. Nimma did lose Toddles. Nimma BAD elf, Nimma need to iron her knees soon.

Nimma looks around for Toddles. What if Algamus find Toddles before Nimma? Nimma spots her Toddles but there's studentsies and the Bloody Baron Sirs there.

"Oh dears," Nimma sqeak. "Toddles," Nimma whispers.

Zoryn Spinnet was by the minute becoming more and more annoying. Ignoring most of what she was saying the Baron floated closer to now fume hoarsely at her his eyes staring even more now. "I repeat, why I'm grumpy or always in a foul mood is none of your business Ms Spinnet. If you really want to know go look up it up in the history books. I'm sure Mr Kennedy can assist you with that." His foul mood was his business and nobody else's least of all some elves and a lioness. He was not going to let himself be talk of the kitchens or the halls.

Turning his gaze to Toodles that had now been joined by Nimma his bloodiness groaned out gruffly "Get back to the kitchens and do some use there! I need no assistance and neither does Ms Spinnet, who should be going in to the feast and eat and listen to Headmistress Hawthornes speech."

It sure sounded like Zoryn’s business, that’s for sure. Especially since he was doing such a good job at trying to hide the answer. It only made Zoryn MORE curious. You’d think after seeing SO many Gryffindors pass through this castle, the Baron would’ve known that keeping something a secret only enticed them more. Like no offense, but there was definitely a reason why he wasn’t the Ravenclaw ghost.

“Uh, no can do Mr. Bloody,” she gave him an unfortunate sort of shrug. “Mr. Kennedy hates me… It’s okay ‘cause I hate him back. But I can’t go to the library unless it’s for sabotage.” Otherwise it’d look like she WANT to be in his stupid library and that’s the last thing Zoryn needed Professor Kennedy to think. Did the ghost understand? “So I guess you’ve just got to tell me now instead.” Oh oh oh wait, she had a guess!!! “Are you so grumpy ‘cause you miss being ALIVE?”

She turned to the TWO house elves who had now joined her and STAGE!whispered to them BOTH, “Bet he's jealous of all the LIVING people in the castle! Like us,” even though they weren’t exactly people… At least the elves were living. Mhm. True story.

Toddles had just taken a seat on the coldish floor of the entrance hall when Nimma had appearsed on the scene. "Nimma! Comes join Missus Spinnet and Toddles. Listening to the baronss tale we ares!" Toddles beamed, glad that he could share such a moment with his mama. Oh Merlin... Was she goings to tells him off? His ears lowered momentarily before he heard the translucents mans demands. If Toddles hads been a few years youngers, Toddles would have thrown a terrifying tantrum. Insteads of throwing a tantrum, Toddles opsted for the more age "appropriate response". It was sumething that he hads learned from the studentsies. He stuck his nose up in the air and HUFFED. Toddles was goings to give his bloodsness pieces of his mind.... or a piece of his minds. Yes. Better. "Toddles isnt needsed in the kitchen. Toddles is free to roam. Toddles is... is... a Perfect..." Err.. what was that word? He glanced at Zoryn for some helps with this one. "Badge...." He mimed the badge before turning around to face his ghostlinesssses.

"Barons..." began Toddles and then laughter erupted from him. The elf found himself on the floor, holding his tummy and laughing. Missus Spinnet defsinetly had some spunk and bravsery standing up to the ghostie. Toddles took a liking to her. "Are all ghosties like that?" he STAGE whispered back to Zoryn, takings a note from her attitude.