Opal's main focus on life was not on what half-breeds felt that were different from normal people. Not that there was need to mention it. Perhaps some other time. Like when they could see the entire room before them.

The sixth year was hardly proclaiming anything. Just wanting to get done what needed to get done. Everyone else seemed either panicked or determined to do things on their own. Someone needed to keep reason and logic in their minds as they dealt with Peeve's foolish games.

Having been helping a fourth year, the person looked at her with worry when she said to not let Peeves get to them. Perhaps she should clarify. "My apologies, I should have been more specific. I meant, to not let him get to you mentally. Try not to think on his taunting." She explained calmly. This seemed to cause the fourth year to relax some.


With them all huddled in one room, it seemed all too easy for Peeves to continue his torment. If everyone separated to their dorms, either he would pick one dorm and it could be handled more easily with familiar peers, or he would get bored and move along. The second option being the most preferred.