 and this is why open-ended posts. heh. ♥Dunkin | Pixie's Precious Pea | kpop goddess | sneaky sounder | forever slytherin♥
Okay so... Jaemin hadn't exactly made it away from the staff dais. He had had full intentions of going down to the Slytherin table to run other students off in the most bossy twelve year old voice possible, but... Peeves had appeared. Which had immediately attracted his attention, and he'd stopped and was now standing in ankle deep snow, just watching the professors and the poltergeist.
Because Peeves was sorta implying that none of this was his fault, and that was concerning. The small first year took a step back when Peeves took to pelting the professors with snowballs, hesitantly feeling at his pocket for his wand because first instinct was to cast the green spell at him... but should he do that with all the professors here?? Surely they would... do the... thing... what??
The hair on the back of his neck was standing up, and he wasn't quite sure why. Frowning to himself, he looked around, trying to place it. There was a weird... sort of echo-y... giggling. It wasn't quite loud enough to hear it on its own, but it was definitely there, and quite suddenly he didn't want to be. But he was also a bit too unnerved by it to book it out of the Great Hall, because... well, that would require being away from all the adults who excelled at making things less creepy.
Most of the time. Not currently. |