You’re trying to take a walk in the Ministry when you see big eyes staring at you, with a huge white mischievous smile from around the corner. They’re instantly recognizable: Swiss, the ghoul.

He snickered and ran away away, giggling. You follow him to see where he’s going but he vanished.

“You a bit lost?” Hands came up around your waist. You could feel his lips in that maniac-tic smile on top of your head.

“I’m Swissy.” He giggled proudly. Swiss is always full of energy.