"Hello Baron," I told him as I walked past him and he floated by.
He ignored me completely. No hello, no nod of acknowledgement. He didn't even look in my direction. It was as if I was a fly buzzing, completely irrelevant to him. In the words of my friend's child, "What a Donkey Crater." I wasn't looking for much. I know that he is a man of few words, but a simple hello would have been nice.
But nooooooo the Baron is far to good to respond to little old me. I could see not responding to an obnoxious Know-It-All Ravenclaw, a Stupidly Brave Gryffindor, or a ridiculous Hufflepuff - but I graduated from the Noble House of Slytherin. There was no reason to ignore me.
No wonder Helena wanted nothing to do with him when they were alive. Or even in death if the rumors are accurate.
You would think he could be at least somewhat tolerant of his own house. Who does he think he is?
Snobbish Ghost! I swear he has a thing for Peeves since he talks to him most often… granted it is normally to get him to stop making mischief.
But, is it really so hard to even nod back to the person when they say hello to you? Rude much!
"Ugh," I yell, aggressively taking a bite of my chocolate bar.
"Whatever did that bar do to you?" another friend asked me.
"Bloody house ghost," I grumbled, taking another vicious bite. I knew that should explain everything.
"What about him?" she asked me. Apparently that didn't explain everything.
"Jerk thinks he is too good to respond to a simple hello," I grumbled to her.
"Maybe he was preoccupied with something? Or maybe he didn't notice you? I doubt that he meant anything bad by not answering, and he normally doesn't talk to people anyway," she suggested. I threw the candy bar wrapper at her head.
Friends are overrated when they don't take your side.
Maybe Peeves could be convinced to take on a more subtle, Slytherin approach to mischief making and replace the Baron as house ghost. At least he would answer a hello, even if it was with a water balloon.