SPOILER!!: Solomon and Mitsuki
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Originally Posted by
Emzily 
Solomon had heard of a few charms that could help with his predicament, but had no knowledge of how to perform them. Thankfully, the droppings were kind of hard so easily kicked of, some needing to be removed by scraping his foot across the floor. Such class.
He was rather speaking to himself than to her, but it wasn’t curious to ask her, actually, since she was a student of many years experience, whereas he was a mere first year. Did the school have a caretaker? If not, he had an uncle who would probably be interested in a job, just saying. “In all fairness, it would probably take all day to clean it.” And with the amount of owls, probably would need repeating the very next day.
“Were you needing the writing area? I was just about to sit.” What he was trying to say was: I was here first.
Although there likely was plenty of room for them both to spread out on each ends of the desk.
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Originally Posted by
sweetpinkpixie
Looking around the place after his observation, Mitsuki found herself nodding softly in agreement. She supposed it would take at least a day, perhaps longer. Why she had heard from the man running the owl post that he and his staff cleaned the roosts once a year. She suspected it would be the same for here at Hogwarts. It was not the most engaging of conversations, but everyone had their topics they enjoyed discussing so she would not judge this first year for his.
"No." Another simple answer but this time for a much more straight forward question. The third year paused and looked down at the little stack of letters in her hand and then up and around at all the owls who were roosting or flying this way and that on their own errands. "Do you have an owl here?" It was a question asked out of necessity and to avoid any potential conflict rather than as a get-to-know-you basis.
If anyone had looked especially closely, they might have noticed a certain beloved poltergeist, squatting just out of sight in one of the nooks lining the walls. It would have been an impressive feat, locating him, at least until this very moment, when the large and rather rotund owl he had been hidden behind gave a hoot of annoyance and flew off to find a new place to perch.
Now that Peeves had an unobstructed view of the owlery, he could see the students talking down below.
Perfect time to bestow yet another gift on one of those poor unfortunate souls without one yet! With that in mind, Peeves untucked his beloved book from under his arm - with difficulty, given the confined space - held it out, and shook it as though sprinkling magic onto the boy (Solomon) below.