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Who: Danny Fenton and YOU
Where: All over Hogwarts, and maybe the grounds
When: The Sunday after Spider Friday
Format: Either!
Open/Closed: Open like you do not know

Once was a nasty joke. Twice was ominous. Three times was more than enough to inspire outright dread, like a low murmur in a hallway where no one was speaking. The question 'will their be more' was bandied about after Friday's excitement, but it was not the one on everyone's minds. The real question was an understood 'when', and there was a sense of anticipation wafting around the castle.

Whoever the culprit, they had achieved their immediate goal: muggleborns and sympathizers were afraid.

Danny couldn't decide if it made him want to curl up in his dorm and hide until things were (comparatively) friendlier, or march out and toss his support in with le' ABC association. The second seemed particularly drastic, so he avoided his common room, and other crowded places with the eyes in them that had begun to watch students like him, and took to exploring the castle with his hand near his wand.

"This is stupid," he announced later on Sunday, glaring at a locked door that resisted his tugs and 'Alohomora's. It was the third that afternoon, and there had been a pressure of anxiety building all day, much of the same sort that had urged him to act on something, anything. He seized the door in one last mighty (? ) tug, before stepping back and glaring. Danny's eyes slid to his hand, and he considered it before making the appendage vanish from sight.

It promptly reappeared when the paintings nearby fell silent, and he stole glances at them as he clasped that hand with the other one. Still--this gave him an idea. Danny drew in close to the door, hiding his hand with his rucksack and body, pressing the hand against the door's hard surface.

It slipped through.

Danny's face split into a toothy grin, and he pivoted on his heel back the way he'd come.

Hours later saw him wandering freely, unhindered by mere things such as walls or gravity. He avoided places he knew would be full of people, but even if he stumbled across anyone, he was confident that they wouldn't be able to see him. And if they did?

They wouldn't, but the idea that if someone DID see him, and connections were made and letters sent home to the wrong eyes... The consequences of such a thing made him fretful, and eventually he simply cast a hasty glamour over his face. There. Problem solved.

Time to explore.

OOC Note: The ghosts of Danny Phantom are portrayed differently in the show than the ones in the Harry Potter world (they have more color, more eccentric, able to interact with the physical plane, are almost invariably dangerous and violent), so I will headcanon that there is actually an offshoot type of spook in the Harry Potter world known for these sort of discrepancies. Depending on whether your character would know these things, feel free to have them be aware of this or not.

Also, for the time being I would like to say that Danny isn't particularly recognizable as any particular student attending the school, though y'all may use your own discretion in the potential IC question of why a dead person would be using a glamour, and how.

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"AH, no! Bad doggie!"

Danny flings his arms up in defense, seeming to do nothing but flinch haplessly in place. The truth of the matter becomes apparent when the dog's teeth close straight through his boot, and nothing stops him from landing on the other side. Unpolished powers bleed in to each other more visibly then, and invisibility gnaws at the edges of his form, even as intangibility claims all of it.

With a flight pattern unlike any bird, Danny kicks off and shoots towards the hall's dead end.

"So much for calling him off! Next time just train him to roll over, like a normal person!"

He reaches the far wall and dives straight through, terribly startling a house-elf on the other side. Then he vanishes through another wall, and invisibility takes hold.

"Or, you know. Normal-ish. It's all relative..."

Danny takes a moment to orient himself, and then heads for the far end of the castle. Note to self: avoid the caretaker and his dog at all costs.