Send an Owl Post
 

Come and send a note or letter using your own owl or any of the school owls.

Thomas took his owl on his shoulder walking towards one of the big windows in the owlry. He gave his owl the letter and remembered to put on the address. His owl walked to his hand and she seemed to also be excited about her first flight. Just before Thomas let his owl go he gave her an owl treat three insects, he raised his hand out of the window and his owl, Jackie, began flying out of Hogwarts and high, high in the air like a free owl. Thomas said to himself, "One pet down and know two hamsters to feed." He walked slowly out of the owlry heading again to the common room.

O.M.G, this was like serious business, his Ipod wasn't working, poke poke poke. Ahh God, how will he survive the whole term without feeding himself music, music is for the soul, ya know. His puurddy neon green Ipod was dead x_x, thanks to Hogwarts, sigh.

Clutching his faithful cute little hamster Tazzie in one hand and the letter in other, Blake stomped into the Owlery in a very very bad mood. Slapping would help him, yes..yes he needs to slap someone really hard across the face. Evil..evil smirk.

"EEEE! This place is smelly..eww." Blake muttered, staring at the Owl poop, haha. With just a whistle, Punky came flying over to Blake and sat on his head, "Yo Punk not my head, I just made my hair, boy. Come to Blakey, aww I know you want to my little one." He said grabbing punky from his head and placed him on his shoulder gently.

Punky was a very cute baby scops owl which doesn't grow old and hence cannot carry heavy packages but this was letter and Punky was a good owl, he'll get this to his grandma, wouldn't he?

The letter need some re-reading, just in case he mentioned something completely and utterly useless and frightening.



Oh no no no, tears were threatening to escape out of Blake's eyes and few already slid down his cheeks. Looking around sheepishly, he quickly wiped them with the back of his hand and tied the letter to the fluffy ones cute little leg. Planting a kiss on Punky's head as it gawked Blake with it's big black eyes, "Do your thing boy annd I love you too." As soon as Blake muffled, Punky spread his tiny wings and flew away.

Not only had her summer been one of her worst ever, it had also officially wiped out what physical strength and endurance she had achieved by climbing the Ravenclaw Tower every day last year.

Huffing and puffing, Rachel leaned against the archway of the owlery since inside it was way too dirty to lean against anything. Once she had caught her breath, she stepped inside the slightly smelly room and made for Sky, her owl and best friend.

"Hey there buddy," she murmured affectionately as the snowy owl flew over to her and nipped her fingers lightly. "I have a letter that needs sending but... I have no idea where the recipient is - nor what their name is. I know they're at Hogwarts but other than that..." she trailed off, glancing at her pocket where the letter was.

It had taken all of her will power to write the contents of that letter and sending it will officially make her the bravest person she had ever been. Taking it out, she gulped and ever so slowly attached the parchment to Sky's leg, her hands shaking uncontrollably as she finished.

"Go - just... Just go," she whispered as she walked over to the window and with one last nip, the owl was gone and Rachel was left to stare at the lake and think about the possibly suicidal thing she had just done.

Merlin help me...

Malfalda hiked up the giant stone staircase untill she reached the top of the owlry.She walked over to her horned owl,Crusoe.He nipped her ear with affection."Hey Crusoe."Malfalda murmered,stroking Crusoe's head.She pulled a letter from her robes.She re-read it and checked for mistakes.
Malfalda tied the leter to Crusoe's leg and he flew off.

Samson stared at the girl who had entered the Owlery after him, only for a brief moment, before looking away and looking in turn at the piece of parchment she crumpled up and threw at his feet. Huh. You would half expect one to actually send something if one wanted to visit the Owlery. Oh well. It seemed not everyone had the same mentality, and this girl was one of the deviants.

"Uh, that's okay," he said simply to the girl, smiling only very slightly at her because first she was a stranger and secondly, he was in a hurry.

And just like that, he left the Owlery. He had to rush to the Pathways in case the letter got to Issy already.

Virgi went up to the owelry to give a letter to her mum and dad.

Dear Mum and Dad,

Bonjour, comment-allez vous? Hello, how are you? I hope you know I am a Ravenclaw. I hope you are not mad. Hogwarts is fantastic! I have made 5 friends already. Classes are going great and tell Great-grandma and grandpa Hi! I have to get to class!

Lots of Love,
Virgi

Virgi found Hedsca and through her out the window.

ooc: French= Hello how are you?

Kai stalked up the stairs and into the owlry. He looked around and spotted several black owls like his own. He sighed. He lifted two fingers to his mouth and let out a short, sharp whistle. One of the raven colored owls flew down immediately, and landed on a bar beside it's owner.
"Hey Nathaniel." he whispered, scratching the owls neck. It seemed to purr and Kai smiled. He grabbed an envelope out from his coat and opened it, re reading it once more.

Mother, Father,

I hope you're doing well. I am fine myself.
I got into Slytherin! Hope you're happy about that.
And I've already signed up for the Quidditch team! I doubt I'll get in, but it's worth a shot.
I've made a few friends too, and I can't wait for the year to get going.
I hope to hear a reply soon,

Kai.

He shook his head. "Doesn't seem like I wrote this...oh well. Nathaniel!" the bird jolted and blinked at the boy. Kai tied the envelope on the owl's leg. "Take this to mum and dad, okay?" He picked up the bird and carried him to the window. "Send them my love." he whispered. The bird opened it's wings and flew off into the distance.

Having recieved a letter already from home, Ellie made her way to the owlery with a letter she had just written. There were many snowy owls there, but Godric spotted Ellie enter, and flew to sit on her shoulder. She fed him a few owl treats and stroked his feathers as she re-read the letter she had written.

Dear Mummy, Daddy and Joseph,

Thank you so much for your letter. I miss you all so much, but I think I am settling in now. I talked to Professor Dumont, our head of house, and he was very nice and liked the picture that I gave him. I drew him a Gryffindor lion. I have had some classes. History of Magic and Defence Against the Dark Arts. DADA is my favourite. I got to practice some spells! Locomotor Mortis and Stupefy and stuff. And for our homework we had to get some Cornish Pixies back into their cage, which was quite hard. I hope Professor Lawson was pleased with it. And now I must do my History of Magic homework.

I love you all,

Love Ellie xxx

"Take this to Mummy, Godric," she said, attaching the letter to his foot. She watched him fly, gracefully, south, before leaving the owlry.

After reaching a window Abigail allowed the owl to hop off of her arm and onto the window sill, before reaching into her bag and retrieving a letter she had written beforehand.



She gently attached the letter to the owl’s leg and gave it a pat on the head. “Can you take it to Edan Thornton please, he should be somewhere in Edinburgh.” The owl gave a hoot before flying out of the window. After watching it for a minute Abigail picked up her bag and walked out of the owlery.

Michelle wrote this letter to her mum and sister:;

Hey Mum!
How are you? How's Danielle? How's Snuggles? I'm absolutely fine here! This is a wonderful school. I miss you a lot, I hope you are happy as you are. Don't think about Dad so much! Give my love to Dannie and Snuggles.
Love you,
Chelle.

Sighing, Rayedem reread his letters for the last time. They have got to be flawless.



Alright, he really made an effort to make that one brief and straight-to-the point. He wished he could have written 3 letters instead of two. Well..



Alright, that should be enough. Rayedem was never a good writer anyway. Folding both letters and putting them in different envelopes, he got up and started looking for owls.

K came into the Owlery after having a butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks, she wanted to write a letter for Vella to send to her family, "Hi Vella this is for mum and dad okay" K said to her owl that she loved so much.

Dear Mum and Dad,

Hello how are you doing lately I hope that everything is going well back home. I miss you a ton, I wanted to let you know I gave up on the relationship thing becuase it was too stressful for me at this moment well at least with someone outside of Slytherin. Now I know why the whole family are Slytherins for the most part other than dear cousin Kyrie who is doing very well by the way. Quidditch tryouts have started I'm doing okay I guess I just don't know I really really really want to play but I guess we shall see. I just want to make you all proud since Quidditch runs in our family. Anyways how are you Mum with the new baby on the way I know it will be another month till you find out if it is a girl or boy, but I wanted to see how you where doing? Anyways Vella and I love it here at Hogwarts classes are so much fun I love my Ancient Runes class it was a lot of fun and I love the professor too, shes the Slytherin Head of House. I hope the rest of the year goes well but for now that is all I have I hope to hear from you soon.

Love you and miss you,
Kaplinski <3

after that K waved goodbye to Vella and went to her common room and dorm room to see what her fellow Slytherins were up to there.

Emma walked into the Owlery. She did not have an owl, so she had to borrow one of the school´s. Emma chose a little energetic owl.
"Okay.. It will be a long way, buddy, but don´t give up, okay?" the owl did not react, but Emma understood like ´yes´. "I need it to my parents, mainly my Dad. Greg Love - please, do not laugh - and the address is on the envelope. Czech Republic, do you know? Oh, probably not, it doesn´t matter, my friend lives in London, so if you wouldn´t feel for the trip, give it to her." The owl probably fell asleep hours ago, so she woke up her.
"Here, the letter."


Hi.. I´m sorry I´m sending owl, but I´m not sure there is another way to write a letter to you. So, I´m in Gryffindor. I know you don´t know what that mean, I won´t explain, too complicated, but it´s the good one (all brave people are here). I can do a little magic now, but it´s mainly about repairing something broken (well, in my case that´s good). Soon I will be in a real hurry, so I probably won´t write you often (also because it would be weird, I can see Mrs Hodgins and her newest talks about me being gone and owls all around our house).
Hi, Emma


When Emma did not see the owl anymore, she took her things and went back to Castle.

Iris walked into the Owlery, which was eerily empty of people. She walked over to a clean spot of floor (as clean as the Owlery floor can get, at least) and too kthe quill out of her hair. Unscrolling the first piece of parchment, she quickly added more to the letter, just finishing it off. She signed her name on it and then rolled it up.

She then opened the next letter, which was considerably longer .... Well, the parchment was the same size, but the writing was considerably smaller. She then shook her quilll and finished off that letter, too. Smiling slightly at the odd request on it, she signed her name on that one, too, but with a kiss.

She looked around for a couple of friendly looking, owls. Smiling at a large tawny owl, she ushered him down from his perch and stroked his head. "Hi there, boy. You're a very handsome owl, aren't you? ... I want this letter here to go to Ma Maman. She lives in Ormskirk, near Liverpool. You'll be able to find her though." Iris sealed the letter and took out the shorter letter. "Here you are" She said to the owl, waiting for him to take it in his beak.



She took the owl to the window and let him fly off. Once he was out of view, she looked for a fancier looking owl ... If it was going to be flying into Beauxbatons, it had to look snazzy. She walked around the owlery for ages ...

What about that one?
do you honestly think THAT would make it to France? ... It wouldn't even get to Glasgow!
Well, what about that fluffy one?
I think that one just might have already died.
Ok ... Ok, That one!
Are you serious? It looks like a pigeon!
You are so picky.
Its got to look good - Robert can't have a half eaten owl flying towards him at school!
Fiiiiine. Him!
Too skinny
Her?
Too ... greasy looking
That grey one?
Nah ... too .... Erm ... grey.
Iris, for Merlins sake just pick That one over there!
OMG! it's gorgeous! He would totally be able to fly into Beauxbaton's with dignaty!
So are you happy now that you brother isn't going to get humiliated by a BIRD?
Yes.

Iris rushed over to the snowy white owl and called him down. The Owl flew down on to her shoulder gracefully and held its foot out for the letter. Iris stroked his feathers and fastened the longer letter to the owl's foot. "This is for Robert Beaumont, Ok? ... You up to a big journey? Because you've got to go to France. Beauxbatons, to be precise."



The owl took off and flew out of the window, heading east, towards France. Iris watched the owl until she couldn't see it anymore, before realising that she had left her friends in the Room of Requirements. She rushed out of the Owlery, careful not to slip, and into the 7th floor corridor again.

Muggle Studies Homework 2
 

Abigail entered the owlery and headed towards the school owls. Noticing a beautiful tawny owl perched nearby and approached it. “Hello girl...you are a girl right?” she patted the owl on its head and took its hoot as confirmation. “I don’t need you to take a letter for me, but could you go for a little fly for me? I just want to take a picture of you for class?” She held her arm out to the owl and watched as it hoped on, before slowly walking over to the window ledge.

“Ok you go fly for a couple of minutes and I’ll try and get a good picture.” As the owl flow out the window she quickly took her muggle camera out of her bag, and wound it up. One of her friends at primary school had had one so she knew how to use it...sort of. Winding the camera up using the plastic wheel thingy at the back she raised it to her right eye and looked out at the owl. It was quite a beautiful site watching it fly over the snow covered grounds. In the end she took a picture which captured the owl flying back towards her with the snow falling down around it.

Putting the camera safely back in her bag she allowed the owl to hop back on her arm and walked it back to its perch. “Thanks girl,” with one last pat to its head she turned and left the owlery.


ooc: The last time I used a throw away camera you had to wined it up, don’t know if there still the same know but decided just to stick to that.

Laken had just enough time to send the letters home she had written the night before after she had finished her homework.





Laken attached the letters to two different owls, one heading home and the other heading off to her brothers at Drumstrang.

Emily stopped walking and waited for her owl to finish the treat, she pulled an envelope from her pocket the glitter in the ink sparkling in the sun that shone through the window. Drizen finished the treat and emily lifted the letter to beak level and the owl grabbed it. With a final muffled hoot the little elf owl flew out the window and off into the disance. Emily looked out to the owl and squinted her eyes in the sun that came through. She fixed her hat and walked out of the owlery.

Lyra walked in to the owlery trying not to fall on the snow-slippery steps. She opened the door and looked up to the ceiling of the high tower. She walked over to a corner and checked if it was clean, it wasn't so she flicked her wand out of her holster and cleaned the place she wanted to sit. Satisfied, Lyra placed her wand back and sat down, she grabbed her bag and pulled out a parchment and a quill and started to write her letters.



She placed her quill down for a moment and re-read her letter and was satisfied with the out come. She grabbed another piece of parchment and began writing to her muggle friend.



Lyra placed her quill and ink back in her bag and stood up from the place she was sitting. "Daisuke!" she shouted through the tower and a brown owl flew down and landed on her shoulder. "Hey little guy, i want you to send this one" she rolled up her first letter and bound it around his little claw. "To my parents. And this one" she rolled up the second letter and bound that one on the other claw "To Allen Ryder, he is currently in Canada so it will be a long flight , sorry" She told her owl and stroked its feathers.

Grabbing a few owl pellets she gave it to Daisuke which he happily ate and then grabbed a small bowl from her bag , she placed it on the ground and murmered "aguamenti" a small jet of water filled the bowl and she shoved it to Daisuke. Lyra waited till he was finished drinking and then walked up to a window. "Safe trip" she said and she held her arm up so that Daisuke could fly up. She watched him till he was out of sight and walked out of the owlery.

Emily whistled to drizen, the little elf owl flew over and landed on the ledge nearest emily. Emily took an owl treat from her bag and handed it to drizen as she pulled out a pheonix quill, some parchment, a seal set, glitter ink, and the three letters that she had recieved. She undid the stopper on the ink and took out one piece of parchment and dipped the quill in.

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Spoiler! letter 1

Dear Grammy,
Yes grammy i will try my best at chemistry! We haven't had a class in it yet though. Thank you so much for the money, when i was shopping for school supplies i got a spotted cat, I named her bubbles, but she has really big ears.
We use pounds here gram, it is england after all! I miss you, I can't believe I spent all last school year in canada with you! I miss my friends i met there.

Love, Emily
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spoiler! letter two!

Dear Kaimy,

Thank you so much for the doll! i keep her on my bed at the boarding school. The food here is awesome they have pretty much anything that you want! I'm sending you a scarf I crocheted, now that it's getting cold out you'll need it! Anyway dont you just love my pen? it's sparkly! WOOT!

Emily

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SPOILER letter 3

Dear mom,

TEll dad hi for me nxt you hear from him! I wish i could just tell kaimy! she's my best friend! why can't i tell her about me? then i could send her magic candy and stuff and she would love it! she told me she was fascinated with magic last year! please can I next time i see her in person? and mom i finished the hat for you! it's in hufflepuff colours because you were a hufflepuff!

I love you mom, and i got the package it is a muggle doll, something of a collectors item i suppose, it is beautiful though.

I love you mom

-emily

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Emily took the seal set and melted the wax and dripped it onto the three folded letters and stamped it with the stamp which printed her initials into the wax. She gave the letters to Drizen and sent him off, she took the package with the scraf and found the older owl she had spent time with earlier and tied it to his leg and gave him and owl treat before she sent him off. She found another school owl, this one an ordinary barn owl, and tied the hat package to its leg and sent it off. Emily watched the three owls fly out into the distance se turned and ran down the spiraling stiars.

Wrapped in her warmest jacket Dani hurried up the stairs being careful. She did not want to slip and hurt herself. She is pretty clumsey when it came to ice. When she got closer she started to whistle her fave tune. Her owl, Dragon, so named thanks to Cammy, was a beautiful snowy owl. Her baby sister was in her big animal stage and thought Dragon would be good and it stayed. As she got to the top, she heard Dragon hooting at her. "There's be boy! Are you ready to take a letter?" she asked him as he flew to meet her.

Dani started to laugh. As she went to step away from one of the windows she slipped on some ice. She landed on her bottom and started to laugh some more. That was going to hurt in the morning. "You know, I walked like extremely slow." she told him as she was getting up. Before she started to brush herself off she turned her back to her brother and asked, "Is there anything nasty on me?"

"NO!" she shriked. This was not going to be cool going back to the common room. Then she started to panic. "Torin, get it off. Get it off. Ewwww!" She was trying not to puke. "Torin please!" she exclaim as she started to cry. This was embarassing.

"Torin Kristopher Kane! How dare you!" she exclaimed. That was so not cool what he did. She took a deep breath. Turning her back on her brother, she walked over to where Dragon was perched. "He was mean wasn't he?" she said to the owl.

"Yeah whatever." she told him to both his comments. She was hurting and she was embarassed. Talk about two shots to her pride.

Ignoring her tone, he took the letter that he had written out of his pocket and handed it to her.

It said:

Quote:

Dear Mum, I'm sorry that I haven't written to you yet this Term but I've been busy. Ive been studying for my OWLs a lot. Sometimes for 4 or 5 hours at a time. You would be so proud to see me when I'm at it. I'm also getting good marks on my homework. Things are going pretty good here with my friends as well. Though not too many of them seem to like my girlfriend much. Some of them want us to break up. Fyo was missing all Term up until now but he's back. And me and Reese have been fighting (what else is new?) but we have made up again. Oh yeah! I accidentally gave Reese love potion at the start of Term, so that caused some problems between us. With Brody and Jack too. How are you, dad and Cammy doing? I was thinking that I'd get her some CDs for Christmas. But I won't tell you what you and dad are getting 'cause I honestly have no idea whatsoever. I hope that Cammy isn't being mean to Sloth though. 'cause I'd rather my dog survive through another Term. There is another reason why I'm writing you though. But you have to promise that you won't tell dad about it. I don't want him totally flipping out. I can't miss my OWL year! But there was a student here that was killed recently. He was hit with the AK curse it seems. Not only that though.. but I was the one that found his body. Please don't panic and send me home though. I'll be okay. And so will Dani. Love, Torin. P.S. My best friend Tammy says that you can't make me go home 'cause she will cry and cry and die if I'm gone.

He leaned against the window ledge as he waited for her to read it.

Dani read Tors letter. "That is perfect." she told him Now hopefully the owls will get there at the same time.

He smiled at Dani and took the letter back from her, calling his owl as he did so. This was great and would get her to stop worrying about him... for the moment.

He was just tying the letter to Cat's leg when he heard the voice of his best friend. "Fyoooo. Oh, Fyodor Balouch!" he replied in a singsong voice as he sent his owl off.

Dani pulled out her letter and was tying it to Dragon's leg when she heard Fyo's voice. Then she heard Torins response she shook her head. "Little kids." she said to herself.

Target acquired! Fyo took a few, cheery steps, and Torin Kane swam into full view, complete with an owl [named after another animal, what?] and - he had not seen her in quite a while - his sister, Danika.

"Hel-LO," he said, with a nod of his head. "How do you do, meester?"
"We may be little," Fyo said, and now he turned to Dani with a slight smile playing around his lips. "But we sure are handsome." Bwaha. "How are you? Long time, no see, Dani."

Dani could not help but laugh. Leave it to Fyo. "Hey Fyo. It sure has been along time. I am good. How about you?" she asked him. Then she heard Torins reply to the handsome comment. "Fyo, you so much more handsome then that Torin of there." she said pointing at her brother with her thumb and giggled.

"Oh, whatever!" he retorted to Fyo pretending to be annoyed even though it was pretty obvious that he wasn't. For he and Fyo knew when the other was joking.

But the chocolate comment made him snort. "It cheers me up, smarty pants. I'm the one that found a dead kid in the dungeons." As he spoke, he took out a chocolate frog and removed it from it's box popping it in his mouth.

And then suddenly he was being yanked into a picture. "Why does everyone want my picture lately?" he asked shaking his head as he looked at the new photo.

Dani smiled brightly at her brother. "Sorry man, it is the truth." she said with a shrug. She was so teasing her brother. If she really wanted to she could use the 'Atleast there is only one of you.' card.

She turned to Fyo. "Everyone is better-looking then Torin. What can I say?" she asked. Laughing, she walked over to her brother and put her arm around his shoulder. "Hey I am only kidding." she told him. Stepping back to let the boys have their fun she had to laugh. Her and Simone were so not like that. Then there was the flash from the camera. It flashed just as she stepped and she found the slick spot again. She fell on her bottom again. "Arrrrr!" she said and slammed her hands on the floor.

Oooops. "Sorry about that," Fyo said hastily, as Dani - was toppled over a polite enough term? - well, toppled over, or whatever. He bit his lip, quickly dropped his camera into his bag, and held out a hand to help her up. "I'm really sorry about that."
"Everyone who?" Fyo asked, pocketing the snapshot with a clear fondness for it. "I need it for a Muggle Studies assignment, Torinbadkitty, I was only joking about the part where girls want it, in case your hopes have shot up."

He paused in the act of pocketing the photo when Torin mentioned the dead kid though. "Huh?" he asked, and his eyes were wide. "What dead kid, what the heck?" Gosh, which rock had he, Fyo, been living under?

He decided that it was best that he ignore his sister even if she was joking. Because he could so get mean and say things to her. But he was going to try to be nice to her.

"I have a girlfriend, Fyo" he reminded the forgetful Fyo!Lion who seemed to have forgotten that he didn't really need to try to impress the other girls. Well, besides Bunbury. But she wasn't a girl.

"Oh yeah. I cam upon the body of a kid that was murdered. I was the first person to find him."

Then Dani fell again. "That's what you get for being mean. Karma, sister." hehe.

"That is twice in a matter of minutes." she growled to herself. You would think she was able enough to walk on ice. She gave Fyo a small smile when he offered his hand to help her up. "Thanks Fyo. It was not your fault. Me and ice don't get along." she told him. Then she heard her brother's comment. She wheeled around and glared at him. "Yeah, remember that when she comes to bite you." she said. She walked slowly, rubbing her backside, to where she dropped her bag. She was going to so hurt later.

Fyo raised an eyebrow, not sure he understood what Torin was trying to get at. "So?" He asked, after a moment or two of thought that did not lead him to an answer. "I mean, so what if you have a girlfriend? Oh wait, does that mean you're not into other girls? How dull!" Hehe.

His eyes flickered, widened at Torin's words. "No way," he said, pupils huge. "No way." Then the string of questions gushed out, an irritated, not-so-happy fountain of inquiry, part-disbelief, part-further disbelief. "When did this happen? Where? Why didn't you tell me?"
Oh. Was she trying to be nice? "I'm still sorry," Fyo said, but he fell quiet as she turned to glare at Torin. "You two can't stay two seconds in the same place without the sparks flying, can you two?" he demanded, with a shake of his head. But, even as he spoke, there was concern in his eyes - she was walking rather gingerly, and he had a feeling that ankle might hurt. Bad.

"Foot alright, Dani?"

Rhea made her way over to the other side of the owlery with Riven on her shoulder and a rolled up note in her hand. She hadn't sent a letter to her parents since arriving at Hogwarts and figured that was hardly acceptable. She was sure her parents felt the same way.

After gently attaching the letter to Rivendell, she sent him off and turned to the two boys that she had met in the ice cream parlour over the summer.

"Well well, Torin and Fyo, Hogwart's very own dynamic duo. What manner of bad deeds are the both of you up to now?" She smirked.
Really,she had no evidence that they were ever up to no good, but they looked like trouble makers and she liked teasing them.

"Thanks Fyo." she said with a small smile. She giggled when he asked about there arguing. "We do get along, but he was upset cause I 'left him behind'. I did not, he just walks to slow." she told him. She stopped, looked at her ankle and then back to him. "Its fine, really. I think it is more my pride then anything that is hurt." she said, then she glared at Torin. She was really going to blame this on the ice.

Oooh, she was angry again. Not that he really cared. "Oh, get over it, Dani. You just need to learn how to walk on ice better." He didn't mention the fact that not too long before he had slid on ice and slammed into Honeydukes. No, she didn't need to know that.

"Girls? No, not girls." He knew that Fyo would know what he was talking about. This was a topic that they had discussed so many times that he couldn't count. "Oh, you know, she was actually nice to me recently! She said she liked talking to me." Well, she had in so many words. And he was still so happy to have heard that. He grinned.

And he had a feeling that Fyo would be asking him questions. He felt bad for not telling him sooner but well.. Fyo had just gotten back and all that. "Well, this was a little before you decided to come back. In the secret passage of the dungeon. And I wanted to tell you and Reese when I first saw you, but it was just such a nice day that I didn't want to spoil it." Hopefully Fyo wouldn't be mad at him now.

"Well, we're opposites," he explained to that last comment. "Besides, she's keeping tabs on me. I can't afford to be suspended again or I can't continue my magical education. I'll have to go to a Muggle school." Stupid parents.

Now hearing someone coming up the staircase, he turned his gaze towards the doorway. Then he saw Rhea. He smiled at her greeting and replied, "actually, nothing right now. We're not going to plot in front of my sister."

He watched her as she then proceeded to send a letter off. "So how are you? You have that little problem sorted out now?" He remembered her asking him for advice about a boy.



He rolled his eyes at his sister's dramatics.

Rhea turned more towards the other person there. She hadn't noticed, man now she looked rude.
"Oh! I didn't know that you had a sister Mr.Popular, very interesting." She proceeded to smile at the girl.
"Excuse my manners. I'm Rhea Bellaire, fifth year Hufflepuff and future editor and chief of The Daily Prophets."

She turned to Torin and frowned slightly.
"Unfortunately I haven't fixed that problem just yet. I think I'm waiting on the right time to do so."

Dani glared at Torin. "Gosh, you are certainly in a bad mood today. And all I did was not wait for you." she said mocking him. She was really hating how he was treating her in front of his friends. "And as for the ice, little brother, I am working on it." she said.

Danie smiled at the other girl. "Hi Rhea. I am Dani. Torins twin sister. Nice to meet you." she said. Now she was getting to meet more of her brothers friends.

Quickly frowning Tammy gripped the enveloped letter in her hand, and darted up the stairs of the Owlery. Okay, darted wasn't the right word to use. More like tip toed. On the balls of her toes -toe knuckles as she called them- and making sure not to slip or tread in anything EWWWWish in her heels.

EUGH.

WHY?
WHY?
WHY?
Was the floor so icky yacky EWWWIE?

Did they not have a cleaner? Bird poopy wasn't NICE!

She sighed, ignoring people that were in tehre, this letter was important. Sealed and ready to send. "Hullo Bristol. How you beeen." She sang quickly, raising a hand to stroke the owl that hadn't been used much.

Okay, well. The letter wasn't finished. "I'll send it in a bit Bristol. You want some treats? EY?" Giggle. Placing down some treats before the owl, Tam took a seat. WOW. atleast it was clean .

Peeling away at the recently stuck piece of envelope she slid out the folded letter and began to re-read. Not wanting to sound suckish.

Sounded better than it did before. Quickly sealing it back up, she attatched it to Bristol's foot and smiled. "Helga. Please Bristol." And then, she watched him go, before leaving with a little skip.

*shifty*
 

Bella made it up to the owlery.
"oooo the owls are cute, but it was a little stinky in the room since there was poo everywhere, if Choluna was here, Choluna would be freaking out." she thought.
Well Bella looked back at her note, making sure it didn't need anymore writing in it.

Note:
"Letter seems put well together, well for me it is," thought Bella.
"Now to pick out an owl."
Bella went over to all the owls. Lets see.
ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
ahha! now this owl looked like a nice owl, snowwhite with some brown and read feathers. sure he was a little dirty, but still adorable. So she took her letter and tried it to the owl's leg. She watched as the owl flew out into the sky

wait, it was norwich right?

lets see they'd lived in Canterbury, Chichester, Derby, Exete, Leicester, Liverpool, Norwich, Peterborough, Preston, Salisbury, St Albans, Truro, and Worcester , 1,2,3,4,5......... 7,1111,

yes it was norwich, few.

Lyddia walked up the Owlery steps into the room filled with owl droppings and the owls themselves. She sat down in a corner and took out a piece of parchment and a quill. Then she began to write,
Lyddia finished her letter and rose to tie it onto a school owl's leg. When this was done, she carried the owl over to the window and let it fly away before she could regret her actions. She didn't stay to watch it carry her letter away, but instead headed to the exit as soon as the owl left her arm and returned to her dorm.

Unbelievable. Simply unbelievable. How come Kaika has been carrying around with this for a week?!

It's just...well, she had an excuse. NEWTs and Quidditch. Yeah. Two excuses. Though, there are no excuses when it comes to friends, and not when it comes to Savannah. She was so pleased to hear from her that almost instantly she wrote something back, except...she never owl it, until...NOW.

However, she wasn't ready to give Snowy her letter, because there was another one, and a gift, too.

Wait! Do you think it's over? No, time to catch up.
And, that was it, right? Yes. Snowy hooted, because she was quite annoyed at the fact that she had a long flight, but Kaika simply smiled at her owl, knowing that everyone was going to receive their letter. "Be back soon, alright?" she said, and watched the owl disappear into the sun.

Now...back to...wherever it is she was.

So, it seemed all the letters Jake had wanted to send could now actually be sent, since his owl was back. And some of them were... less than happy, to be quite honest. And some were... cryptic...

His letter writing was taking on a morbid kind of twist. There was no letter to his foster mother; he didn't want to lie and tell her everything was okay, nor did he want to tell her everything was NOT okay.

The rest... well, Jake sighed as he gave Fly a bundle of letters, and the creature looked at him as if he was insane.

"Hey, you rrrrecovered from Seattle, dun look at me lllike tha'," the boy retorted, because arguing with an owl was just the thing to do. Fly seemed to give him a look, and stuck out his leg. "Good boy," Jake grinned.

Jake was just about to send fly off, when he realised he couldn't just go without writing to his mother. Grabbing a piece of parchment, Jake scrawled something quickly on it and gave it to Fly, who then flew away.

Kylie didn't have one of her own owls, though she wanted one, so she used a school owl for the first time all year. She attached a three notes to its foot.

she giggled remembering that she'd signed with her more.. official name, for her parents sake.

She sighed as she wrapped the second two notes around the owl's leg. She patted it atop the head as it cooed at her. She hoped her fourteen-year-old brother wasn't mad at her. She knew her grandmother and parents had just been wanting to hear from her for a while. She smiled, sending the owl off to deliver her messages.

Lyddia walked up to the Owlery and took out her quill and parchment. She spends way too much time here, she realized. Always coming and going with new words on paper. Well, she might as well start writing.

Lyddia wrote out replies to all the gang's letters from before, which was basically all just chitchat and things like, 'when are you coming home?'. Then came Cody's letter.

Lyddia sighed. It was hard sometimes, having Muggle friends. You can never tell them anything.
Lyddia got up and called her Dad's owl, Howie, over to her. She tied the many letters to it's leg and let it fly out the window. She watched as it disappeared inthe sky and then happily, yet sadly, made her way down the Owlery steps.

Letters, letters and more letters. Eva Longwood had to admit she had been to overly distracted to send a response to any of the letters she had received. She had started out for the easiest one, the mandatory letter she was supposed to send her mother. Now, she was carrying five different letters for five different people.

Mother: checked.

Quote:

School is okay. Everything is fine. Ellie didn't fall from any brom lately. Do not worry. Eva

Luce: checked.

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Luceeeeeee! I miss you sooooo much. Especially now. I have news and for that I hope you are reading this alone, sat down in a chair. Because this is not going to be easy to write. Remember me telling you about Helios Sunrider? He showed up dead, Luce. He showed up dead here, in the trophy room. He had been murdered. This is scary. Back in October, during halloween, another boy had been murdered. Nobody knows a damn thing! Helios and I were supposed to be investigating these happenings: the werewolves, the teacher's suspicions, the students... Now, two students are dead, one of them who was personally involved. Plus, I found out he had a fiancée. But that's not important now. You these types of things. Two students murdered? I have no clue what's going on here, but I don't like the sound of this. Here's a fact: strange things are happening in the castle. I needed to talk to someone about this and you seemed like the best person to do so. I have to tell you, I am scared. What am I supposed to do now? Love you, Eva or a very lost person needing some guidance who also knows her godmother will say she's asking the right questions to the wrong person.

Jake Rider: checked.

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Dear Mr. Rider, I'm sure you know who I am. I, myself, only found out about your existance after you and Luce broke up. And little did I know that you were Rachel Rider's uncle. Anyway, I need your help. I know you'll probably will tell to go fishing, but hey, I have to try. Is there a good time for me to speak to you face to face? Thank you very much for your time, Luce's goddaughter, Eva Longwood.

Ryan Finche: Oh. Merlin! I forgot it! Eva had comepltely forgot she had promised Nick to write an encouraging letter to Ryan. The girl would be back to England in just a few months and soon she'd be at Hogwarts for her first year as an Hogwarts students. The truth was that Eva didn't feel like writing encouraging lletters about Hogwarts. Two studentds were dead, Helios being one of them. How were the students supposed to deal with the fact that Hogwarts wasn't safe anymore?
And for once in that shcool year, Eva felt really glad she was already graduating.

So he was now an engaged man and of course he would have to let his family know. Officially of course, Joshua probably already knew. Marcus, made the long walk up to the owlery, whistling 'Here comes the bride' as he climbed up the stairs.

He would have just sent a patronus to his family with the news but he knew his brother liked it when the owls delivered the mail. Marcus, smiled a little at that thought, his brother was weird sometimes.

Finally reaching the stop of the stairs, Marcus pushed open the door with a bang and looked around the room and his eyes fell on...Anastasia Bunbury.

Oh how ironic that was. There stood the woman he ALMOST proposed to. Marcus, lent against the door frame in a casual manner a small smile on his face. He had to admit the woman was still as gorgeous as ever but she had nothing on Iliana. "You want to be careful there Annie. Owl poo is deadly on designer shoes."

Annie had taken one step forward and toward a golden-ish-fluffy owl, but took a step back at the voice coming from the doorway. She squinted at the door in the afternoon sunlight but then recognized him. Ahhhhhha. Marcus.

"These old things?" The redhead blew him off with a swish of her hand. Of course they were hardly more than a few weeks old but she wasn't going to let him get to her. Because she didn't care what Marcus had to say or if he happened to notice how the green matched her robes perfectly and contrasted her hair nicely.

Didn't care.

"So.... did you stalk me all the way to the Owlery, Axe?" She turned back to the owls and made a 'come here' motion to the golden one. Of course it didn't budge.

His smile widened even more at her remark because he knew that's exactly what she was going to say. "Now, now Annie, don't go flattering yourself thinking that I am following you around." No. Those days were definitely over. "I'm here to send a letter to my family." Marcus, took the envelope out of his pocket and held it up for her to see, so that she would know that he was telling the truth. Of course she should know that he never lied.

Marcus, pushed off the door frame and sauntered over to her. With his free hand he took out an owl pellet and held it out to the owl that she was trying to coax down from its perch. It promptly flew down and landed on his hand and he gave it the treat. He turned his head to look at Annie, a small twinkle in his eye. "See what happens when you are nice? You tend to get the same treatment in return." And he wasn't just talking about the owl either.

"So how have you been Anastasia? Been a while since I last saw you." Actually Marcus, couldn't even recall the last time that he had seen her.

"Writing home eh? Really Marcus, I wouldn't have pegged you for the homesick type." Anastasia shook her head and watched him just strolllllling around the owlery, coaxing her owl over with a smelly little treat. He always was too good at everything.

Annie couldn't help her nose wrinkling at both the insinuation about being nice and at the smell of the owl up close. "Are you using that one?" she gestured toward the bird. "Or," Annie cleared her throat, "may I borrow an owl pellet to go be nice to a different one?"

Ha.

"I've been fine. Not the best term around here but...... you know.... it got better." A little time away from school helped too. "What about you, Marcus?"

He seemed a little... different. Less annoying for some reason.

Giving the owl a small stroke with his hand, Marcus chuckled softly. Annie always had something to say whether it was nice or not. "Not exactly homesick Annie but I do certainly miss them." Especially Joshua, but Annie had never liked Joshua probably because he saw what she was truly like before Marcus worked it out for himself. "No, I have some news that I needed to tell them."

He looked at her surprised and reached into his pocket and pulled out another owl pellet. Marcus, handed it over to her wordlessly. He was in far too good a mood to tease her about handling the pellet.

Ah yes he remembered the incident she'd had with Jake and although he was still a little annoyed about that, he trusted that Ethan had spoken to her about it. And besides he wasn't particularly happy with Jake at the moment anyway. The kid had actually attacked him. Now that was gratitude for you.

Shaking himself, he gave Annie a huge smile. "I have been excellent Annie. The best thing has happened to me actually." He held up the envelope in his hand again, "Hence the news to my family."

*super......slow......sorry*
 

News, eh? What sort of news could Marcus possibly have? Annie eyed him and his letter a bit suspiciously. Granted, it really wasn't any of her business but......

....she always had been a curious Bunny. Of course Annie snatched it out of his hand with her free one and started fanning it about and holding it up toward the light of the window as if she could see through thick parchment and envelopes.

"What is this? Did you.... start playing your guitar again? Did you get a promotion? Did you get a great deal of galleons from a good gamble? Did you win a lifetime supply of chocolates?" she smirked a bit at the last suggestion and turned back toward him, her own letter temporarily forgotten.

"Well well well. What has Axe Lawson been up to lately?" As if she cared.

Typical Anastasia has to know everything that is going on with everyone else. Marcus, didn't bother to try and get the letter back off her. It was what she wanted and he'd many years of her games. "Seriously Annie, you should be working at the Daily Prophet. Your nosiness is wasted here."

It would be so easy to summons the letter back to him with a mere flick of his wand that was now in his hand but she seemed so intent on knowing what his news was, he decided to give her just what she wanted. Like he always did.

"I was merely informing my family, that I am getting married."

Now there was a bombshell for ya!

"Why thank you, Marcus, I've always thought I would make a fine reporter myself." Of course she could easily see herself in pumps and a fedora and lipstick to match her trench coat... she'd need one in every color, oh, and patent leather handbags to match and a little notebook with a quill to match all that.....

She shook her head for a second to clear away such ridiculous plotting and had to blink several times at Marcus' small announcement. Married. Really. Really?

"Pardon me, I spaced there for a second and thought I heard you say something about marriage." Annie actually laughed and took a step back toward him, wafting the letter about still. "C'mon Axe. What's your real good news? I can be happy for you."

But not about marriage... because surely he was joking about that....

Folding his arms across his chest, Marcus watched Annie intently for her reaction. Not that it mattered what she thought but he had to admit he was curious as to see how she was going to take the news.

He caught her wrist in his hand and tapped the envelope with his wand, not taking his eyes off her. "I'm serious Annie. I am getting married." Marcus nodded towards the now opened letter in her hand. "Read it for yourself" he said quietly, still watching her intently.

"Oh to whom," Annie drawled, still smirking in disbelief as she turned her attention away from Marcus and onto the letter.

Hmm. Hmmhmm.

Hmm.

Hm.

....


WHAT?????


"Iliana MORGAN??????" came the absolutely astounded tone of a shocked!Bunz. The owl pellet she'd had in one hand was now a fine powder and the letter in the other hand was close to being balled up. But no, Annie wouldn't do that yet, because then Marcus would have to go and write another and surely, surely it wasn't his fault he was engaged to that woman, that woman who felt that her much prettier colleague deserved gifts of POO.

GRRRRRR. She didn't even CARE SO WHY WAS THIS SO BOTHERSOME?

It wasn't. It wasn't bothersome at all. Annie was just going to calmly take a few breaths, which she did, maybe take a small walk around the room to cool her head, which she also did, pacing in a circle, and then she was going to hand the letter back to Marcus and go mail her own letter.

Which she didn't.

"This is a good joke, Axe, it's... it's funny." Annie nodded a few times and buried her nose in the parchment, rereading it again just to check. "Amusing. Proposing on the back of an abraxan. HA. It's absolutely darling, so thoughtful, so sweet, so unlike you. So what potion does she have you on? Amortentia? Is she even talented enough to brew something that strong? Did she steal it from Kazimeriz or is it the cheap love potions they sell to the kids down in Hogsmeade? I'd bet my galleons on the latter...."

Okay he had expected some sort of reaction out of Annie but not this. He was completely perplexed as to why she was taking this soooo...badly and why she seemed to have a problem with Iliana? Seriously did Anastasia get on with any woman? Or was it just the ones he seemed to be friends with?

Marcus, watched with growing unease as Annie began to pace around the room. He had seen this before and it never led to anything good, they don't call redheads fiery for nothing. And then she started in on Iliana.

And that was not good.

"Listen here Anastasia, I will not have you speak about fiancee like that and why does it matter to you anyway?" he asked totally exasperated at this point. He threw his arms up in the air and sat down on overturned crate. "As for proposing on the back of an Abraxan, what is wrong with that? Better than doing it in a posh Italian restaurant in London."

Oh.

Crap.

Marcus, looked at Annie with a mortified expression on his face which he quickly covered up by looking away. Please let her not pick up on that. Please let her have forgotten that night. Maybe it might be a good idea to leave right now before the insults started flying.

"You won't have me talking bad about your little 'fiancee' oh that's rich, that's... that's.... OH BLAST IT ALL!"

She shook the letter about some more and ran her hand through her hair, still pacing in a small circle as if she were putting jigsaw pieces together and talking to herself. Yes children: Learn from this and do not become a crazy cat lady like the Bunzinator or you too will start monologing.

"You show up out of the blue, Marcus, ten years since I'd last seen you and a long time since I'd just assumed you were dead. But there it was, as fresh as ever, that tortured look in your brown eyes. I could still see it in your face like I was the lowest creature on the earth and I was kicking an orphaned crup puppy in the rain."

Ridiculous. This was ridiculous. "But I didn't care. I DON'T CARE. I don't have to care. Caring gets you nowhere. It's so pathetic that I even paused for a moment t--- whoaa wait whaaat??????"

She froze in the middle of the room, struck by a sudden memory, and didn't even look at Lawson. Just out the window, much more subdued now. "What's this about... Incanto....?"

What the bloody hell was wrong with this woman?

Marcus had seen Annie, like this on so many occasions but it was usually when she didn't get what she wanted. So he couldn't understand why she was...oh!

Standing back up he took a step towards her and then kinda thought better of it and stepped back. "You're doing a whole lot of ranting and raving for someone who doesn't care Annie." Marcus said softly as he stood there and stared at her. He was a total loss as to what to say.

Annie, had given him nothing butt grief since he came to Hogwarts. And then when there was that small moment when he thought that maybe just maybe they might have given it another go, he had seen her with Ethan.

"Why can't you just be happy for me Annie? I've met someone that I really love and want to spend the rest of my life with. Why is that such a problem with you? I mean aren't you with Ethan anyway?" Marcus, was just taking a stab in the dark on that one. He had no concrete proof that the two were together, he was just going off the rumors he had heard.

Gah, she did remember the restaurant. "Nothing. It doesn't matter now anyway." It had mattered ten years ago when she had ripped his heart out of his chest but finally someone else had come along and put it back for him. And he knew that Iliana, would take real good care of his heart.

Annie just shook her head a few more times and put a hand to her forehead to massage her temples. She couldn't have just mailed a simple letter in peace. No. There would never be peace at Hogwarts.

"It's just a little..... odd, is all, Marcus... so odd and so sudden. Do you really know and trust Iliana Morgan...." Annie shook her head again and took a few steps back to where she'd left her letter. It wouldn't be getting mailed now. All the owls had practically been scared off. It wasn't her fault they had sensitive hearing.

Stupid birds. They'd just all flock to the stupid Magical Creatures professor anyway. Never mind that the other woman had helped Bunz find her cat last term; she had sent POUNDS OF POO to Bunbury's doorstep and had Marcus under some sort of spell now.

"Look, you're right." Annie did the mature thing and picked up her letter and even walked back to Marcus to hand him his. "I like Ethan a lot. A lot. Lot. He's different. You, if you're happy, fine, whatever, just....." she wrinkled her nose but didn't even finish her sentence save a glance down at her letter. "Does it really not even matter?"

Merlin!

She was not going to play that card was she?

"Why is it so odd Anastasia? Because someone actually loves me? Iliana and I have been together for almost a year now. She is the most amazing, beautiful, caring, sensitive, intelligent woman I have ever met." Marcus, threw up his hands in frustration and walked over to the window and looked out over the grounds of the castle. "I spent a couple of years with you and look where that got me. Seems I didn't know you all that well either." He heaved a deep sigh as he watched the students milling around on the lawn, soaking up the sun. It was a beautiful sunny day and was holed up in the owlery arguing with his ex-girlfriend.

Marcus turned around and gave Annie a faint smile, "Ethan is a good guy and I'm sure you two will be happy together." And Marcus was totally happy for them, they were a weird match but you know whatever. If they wanted to be together then who was he to say otherwise. What a shame Annie, couldn't have the same attitude.

Catching her last words, Marcus gave her a sharp look and he finally snapped. Striding back over to her, he placed his hands on her shoulders and stared into her eyes. "It took me ten years to get over you. After you dumped me for Jimmy, on the same night that I was going to propose to you. Ten years Annie, is a damn long time to be pining over someone don't you think? And just when I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life alone, always wondering about the what if's, I found Iliana." Marcus, dropped his hands from her shoulders and stepped back from Annie and gave her a sad look. "She is my whole world now Annie, she is good for me whereas you are not and never were."

"It's not odd that someone loves you, Marcus...." Anastasia cleared her throat. "You're right. We never really knew each other. And nobody ever knew Jimmy."

Her face clouded over at the thought of that aggravating ghost man and she almost missed him saying anything about Ethan until he touched her shoulders.

"Ten years.... is a long time...." Annie started blinking very rapidly, especially at the whole proposal bit and the Iliana thing and the insults weaved throughout his entire speech, "but you don't know the whole story. I'm so sorry." She took a step back from him at the same time he did. Another few steps backward and Annie was at the door.

"....have a happy wedding." She nodded in earnest and then rapidly turned and started a quick descent down the stairs of the owlery as fast as possible.

Oh man!!

She wasn't going to cry was she? He always seemed to make females cry and he was still unsure of how he was doing it. The whole story? This was not the first time that she had said that to him.

Marcus, watched absolutely stunned as she headed for the door. "Story? What story? ANNIE" he yelled after her as she bolted out the door. He stood there for a moment with a bewildered expression on his face.

What the hell just happened?

"You took my letter" he muttered, the only ones left to hear him were the owls, all of them staring at him and hooting softly. "Knew I should of just sent a bloody patronus. Would have been a lot less hassle." With no letter to send, Marcus stomped out of the owlery and headed down the stairs and back to his office.

Extremely odd how when everything seems obvious and easy, something has to come down and destroy that comforting border.Hmm.That was pretty much her lifes storyline. Blake Winchester wasnt a complicated girl. She was 5'7 with long blonde hair and soft eyes.She had two sisters,Alice and Sarah and her mother was a hard working MOM member,working in the International affairs section.

Nothing complicated.Nothing at all.Until her mother got offered a job over in the sunny reagon of Spain and everything turned to another language and Blake was having trouble understanding it. Blake had been given the option,well actually,the instruction that she would be transferring to a school in Sunny Spain where she would forfill her education. Something that took Blake by surprise was that she was leaving, very soon actually.

So here she was.Sending her mother a letter confirming those dates.Something that had been hard on her was confirming that the staff were fully happy to let her go,which in some aspect showed that the staff were willing to let her go.She sighed deeply as she looked at her dark owl.She smiled as a memory came into her head of when she got this owl.She was 11 and she was stood in the line ready to bord the train when her mother presented her with Phipsy.She smiled and stroked him."Good bird"she said,letting him go.She watched her current fly away with her owl.

It had been quite a surprise when the letter from his father had arrived. Raizo wasn't much of a letter-writer, after all. It had always been Raiden's mother that had written to him. So when the small parchment envelope had arrived, his little heart had immediately sped up in terrible anticipation of what was going to come out of it. His father's stilted handwriting had been an unexpected and relieving surprise.

The rest of the letter hadn't been quite as comforting.

Moving slowly up the stairs toward the sleepy nook that was the Owlery, Raiden stared at the reply he had in his hands, wondering if this was really the first time he'd ever directed a letter to his father. Indeed, it was. How odd that in four years, not one had gone to him. As he reached the top of the stairwell, he looked up and was almost surprised to find someone else there. Well it wasn't a shock that someone else was there, more like it was a shock that he actually knew the person. It was the Blake girl from the Quidditch game! Oh, she was nice.

"Hello Blake," he said, sounding a bit more surprised than he should have. He held out his hand to one of the school owls and waited for it to come close enough to accept the owl treat in his hand so he could tie his letter to its leg. "How are you?"

Hes such a cutie!
 

Something that always baffled Blake was that she never normally saw anybody come up here.Well from her time at Hogwarts anyway.Blake didnt spend alot of time up here herself but it was just a matter of importance.Something that wasnt very current in Blakes life.

There wasnt any drama,so to speak, or anything remotely interesting that had happened for Blake and she was rather hoping it would.She thought of herself pretty wicked but at the same time,she deserved something exciting.

And at that moment,a voice which brought her out of her little wicked state was that of someone she couldnt help but smile at the sight of."Oh my gosh, Raiden!"she said,walking towards him a little and ducked slightly as the owl flew down and perched upon his arm quite pleasently."Im good,thank you..How are you?"she said,the wind whisping around her hair in some sort of dramatic effect.She suddenly had the erge to strike a pose but decided against it funnyly enough.

Hehe. This was the owl that always came to him when he had to send letters! He recognised it. Carefully, he held out the owl treat, waiting for the little beak to snap around it before he slipped the pre-tied knot over the little owl's foot and tightened it. The owl took a moment to finish his treat before looking at the boy, hooting in his face, and taking off out the window. Raiden watched the little thing fly off for a moment before looking back at Blake.

"Your hair's going to get all knotted if you stand in the draft like that," he said matter-of-factly, reaching in his pocket and pulling out the handful of owl treats he'd brought with him. Splitting half of them off into his left hand, he held them out to Blake. "Wanna help me hand them out? It's really not fair to just feed one, after all. They'll all get jealous."

Hmmm. Hmmm. How was he? Ill at ease, at least. But... alright? Yes?

"I'm alive at the very least," he finally said, grinning as he reached his arm up over his head toward an owl perched in the crook of a rafter. The little thing lowered its head and snatched the treat from his fingers. "So I guess everything's well for me too."

Blake watched him as he delicately fed the little owl the treat.She watched it slowly enjoy the treat like someone would enjoy their favorite food.She shalf smiled as she watched Raidens careful movements and gentle gestures to the owl.They were obviously familiar with eachother,hense the reason the Owl hadnt bitten him like any other bird would have done.

She smiled a little and nodded a little.Her long slightly wavey blonde hair flew about in the wind."Yeah, your right"she said,walking over to Raiden and standing next to him.She smiled and nodded,"Sure"she said,taking some gently out of his hand."You know Ive never actually been up here longer than six minutes"she said,reaching out and feeding a rather small white owl.

She nodded,"Good"she giggled at his remark."Im glad your alive"she said,still chuckling.She looked around her."Though this bitter wind isnt making anything easier for anyone!"she said,brushhing her hair out of her eyes.

Blake took a look at his expression."I mean,Ive never really had reason to come up here,and plus once one of the Owls bit me and it kinda scared me"she said,blushing a little.She sighed."But now Im here,there not all that scary"she said,giving Raiden a lop-sided smile."They're kinda beautiful, you know?"she said,hovering over an owl who seemed to enjoy her stroking its wing softly.She smiled softly

She looked back at Raiden with a puzzled expression."Really? Now Ive never heard that before.."she said,looking at the window with a slightly causious expression.She smiled at him."I wont dont worry"she said,and moving over a little,not wanting to find out whether Raidens theory was true.

And like Raiden did, she turned to see another boy,someone she too recognised.A Gryffindor.She looked at him,his face seemed lost with confusion and it was obvious he was thinking about something that was bothering him."Are you ok?"she asked,wondering if she could see if anything was wrong with a fellow Gryffie.

I only noticed your posts now, guys. SORRYSORRY! && I have to go to bed, now. ={
 

Mmm, what? Fyo looked up. His face was still a little drawn, but it seemed to regain some of its colour when he realized that he had company. Not bad company, either - he remembered Raiden from the year before, and the guy was quite good to be around. Certainly not a bother.

The other girl seemed sort of ... well, worried for him. So she couldn't be all that bad either, right? Fyo stopped in his tracks, and gave them both a small smile. A nice one. "Hey there," he said. "I don't think I am," he added, in response to Blake's question. "My sister is a little sick, at home, I'm rather worried about her. But ... maybe I should introduce myself? Fyo Balouch." He held out a hand, then turned to look at the Slytherin Prefect.

"Long time, no see."

noo problem lovely *giggles*
 

Blake grinned at Raiden.She nodded.Something about these mammals made her smile.Maybe it was there stimulating responses as you spoke to them that she liked.She liked to know someone was listening to her when she spoke,made her feel not so alone.She smiled and sighed deeply,quite enjoying the little breeze now.

The wind had slowed down a little and the birds seemed settled.She looked around at the sky."Its so-"she said,turning back to Raiden and then noticing a bird nip at him.She gasped a little."Yeah,I can see what you mean by excitied"she said,raising her eyebrows.She took her wand out of her pocket and took Raidens pricked hand.She waved her wand,one quick swoosh and it was gone.

She grinned."Something I learnt in charms"she said,giggling."Im forever damaging myself,so it seemed handy to know a spell to help out"she said,giggling.

She was glad the boy stopped in his tracks.As she said before,Blake was good at reading people,and something about this boy,well something,a big thing,was on his mind and it was causing some distress to him.She looked at Raiden and then back to the boy. They knew eachother??

She half smiled.Well with Raidens friendly nature,she wasnt surprised if he knew everyone in the school.She turned her attention back to the boy.She looked at the boy as he explained what was wrong.She sighed."Im so sorry,I hope she gets better"she said,but being Blake,she knew there was more than met the eye.She bowed her head."I do really hope she gets better, theres nothing like being so far away when you know someone you care for is sick.Makes you feel a bit hopeless."she said,nodding slightly,still not really believing the boys words as his face told a different story.

She smiled and reached out and grabbed the boys offered hand firmly and shook it."Nice to meet you Fyo,Im Blake"she said.His hand was extensively warmer than hers.She smiled at then looked between Fyo and Raiden."So you two know eachother"she said,smiling,looking between the two boys.

"Thanks for the concern," Fyo said, with a smile. He liked this girl, he decided. Of course, a first meeting was not the most appropriate one to base opinions on, but there was the 'first impression = last impression' principle too, right? "I have to say, it's quite terrible. I really love her, and we're very close -- I can't wait to go back to Spain." Now he had rambled on. But it felt good not to have to bottle it up. REALLL good.

Blake? But ... um, wasn't Blake a boy-name? Fyo did not say that out loud, of course. In fact, he did not even show his curiosity. "The pleasure is all mine," he said with a friendly smile. Then he nodded. "Um yes... Raiden and I partnered up in a potions lesson, last term."

Arww, bless him :(
 

Blake smiled softly."Thats the best thing about being able to read a person like an open book.I can tell when somethings bothering someone,its a gift I got inherited from my lovely aunt"She said,rolling her eyes and laughing lightly.

She couldnt help but worry about people.She was a born worrier.Something she wished she wasnt but now wasnt the time to go over wishes and wants. She looked at the boy and nodded."Yeah I bet it is.Its the time of year for illness's and all sorts"she said,"Something that just happens"she said,shaking her head in genuine sadness for the boy stood before her.

She smiled at him."Oh right, well, what a small world huh?"she said,grinning.

"Really?" Fyo asked, a little curiously. Well, this was interesting. "That must be nice. But that could cause you a bit of unnecessary worry for others too, don't you think?" Problems, problems ... BLEH!

He gave her a little smile when she continued to speak about ... sicknesses. To be honest, that really wasn't a topic he was very intent on. "Not really," he said, in response to her next comment. "But Hogwarts is a fun place. You get to meet a lot of really interesting people."

Interesting was not the word.

She chuckled a little at his curiousity.She knew what it was like to have something bothering you and want someone to just see that you were struggling or not yourself and then they want to help,but being able to automatically do it,well he was right, it did cause alot of unnecessary worries."Your not wrong there"she said,smiling and nodding.

She smiled and shrugged a little."Well I can agree with you on that.Hogwarts does have its perks"she said,casting a long gaze of the students below her."Yeah,you could say that.Ive had my share of weird and wonderful people"she giggled."So,are you into Quidditch?"she asked,randomly."After that battle between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff in the Quidditch Championship its hard to find someone whos not into Quidditch like me."she said,giggling.

Lucille skipped up to the owlery and called down Jumbo. She tied the letter to her leg, the letter telling her parents that she wanted them to meet Warren. She felt nervouos as she sent Jumbo out of the window. Not being particularly in tip top phisical condition, the owl fell a couple of meters before flapping wildly, and soaring off into the distance.