 HW Post #2 Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
He was an eagle! And he was SOAAAAAAARING! IIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiii just wanna fly! Flying was the most glorious feeling, honestly, and that wasn't the bird brain talking. Why didn't Davie like brooms more? Why didn't he like quidditch more, come to think of it? Taking a risk with a potion like this... why, it was simply brilliant!
Now though, he really wanted to stretch his wings. And gliding around a cramped little dorm with stale air simply wouldn't do. Davie was dreaming of bigger, grander skies! So he landed on Daxton's bed, and hop-bird-walked over to the window, which he tapped with his beak. Then he looked back at the silent Ravenclaw, looked back at the window, and looked at him again.
"Open it!" he was OBViouSLY saying. Of course, it came out as, "CA-CAWW!" But Daxton was bright, he'd get the point. Davie didn't really want to stoop to owl-like levels of nipping. Pfft. He'd get this window open or he'd FLY THROUGH IT.
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