Darwin wandered in the direction of the Owlery, dragging his feet up the steps as he clutched the rolled up letter in his hand. He'd written it a few days ago, and couldn't quite remember what it said, but he didn't care. It was just letting his dad know that he was thinking about him, and that he hoped he was okay.

He didn't even know if the man was at home yet, or still in the hospital. As much as he'd told his mum that he should go to St. Mungo's, she hadn't listened, and maybe that was for the best - it would have been weird for them there, being Muggles, even if they did have a Wizard in the family.

Sighing, he pulled some owl treats from his pocket and coaxed down one of the school Barns.