Open Where Be the Ghost Seekers?

[Lady Helena the Brave]

It was a quiet afternoon, as most afternoons were for Lady Helena. The semester was getting on, and she knew for students exams were right around the corner so she avoided distracting the studious sorts. Not that she was the distracting type. Lady Helena much preferred to mind her own business and keep to herself - unlike some of the other ghosts and most pointedly, poltergeist. Still, there was something to be said for the adventuring spirit of her house. She dimly remembered her exploits as a schoolgirl, given how long ago it was, but ghost-hunting used to be a fun sport. Even recently amongst those at Hogwarts New Zealand. Yet there were none this semester and truth be told it made her feel lonely.

She traversed along the sixth floor corridor, hoping to chance upon someone fresh-faced and curious. Maybe that sort of behaviour usually irritated her but it also broke the hum-drum. Lady Helena glided along, not for the first time, somewhat dispirited with her lot in death.

 

[Morrie Ayre]

Morrie had been minding her own business, well, mostly, as she made the long trudge back to her common room with a textbook under one arm. She was halfway down the sixth floor corridor when she spotted a ghost floating in the hall. Lady Helena, if she recalled correctly. Morrie didn't like ghosts, she didn't understand why they didn't just move on like everyone else. What was the point of hanging around, moping through the corridors of a boarding school for all eternity? She couldn't think of anything worse than staying at Hogwarts for all eternity.

Before she could stop herself, Morrie's grabbed the textbook from under her arm and hurled it straight at the ghost. She quickly looked around, adopting her best innocent expression. "Where did that come from?” she asked, loudly enough for the ghost to hear. She even turned in a slow circle, as if genuinely baffled by the appearance of a rogue flying book. “Must be the castle acting up again. You must know how unpredictable it can be at times.”

 

[Lady Helena the Brave]

Lady Helena wasn't acquainted with every student that passed through the halls of Hogwarts - if she was, perhaps she would have decided to float somewhere else. As it was, she didn't know Morrie at all. Lady Helena was therefore somewhat surprised to feel something pass through her - that was one thing people never really seemed to understand, it actually elicited a sensation. It was neither pleasant nor unpleasant, but decidedly distracting. She frowned at the girl. "I know you threw that. There's no one else around," Lady Helena said sternly, after doing a quick visual check of the corridor. "Pray tell, what satisfaction do you garner from partaking in such an act?"

 

[Morrie Ayre]

Morrie blinked innocently at Lady Helena, when she challenged her, "Me? Throwing things? Never!" she said, her face the picture of innocence. "It was probably Vex. He can turn invisible you know." She told the ghost, as if she didn't already know that, "But I would never do something like that, Lady Helena. Far too much respect for the ghosts who linger around here!" Morrie snorted, she couldn't say it and keep a straight face at the same time.