Rumour Has It is for the sharp tongued among us, and the people who claim to deplore gossip, but secretly read it all the same. Ruffled Feathers are for those who need help and advice.
Confessions are something entirely different. Got something you want off your chest? Need to scream it from the Astronomy Tower but can’t? The Owl Post is here to be your metaphorical Astronomy Tower
Confessions, rumours or Questions can be given to our friendly messenger owl that loiters outside The Great Hall, he takes any messages to The Owl Post, just have a few owl nuts handy!
‘The thought of ruining Saffron’s life motivates me to get out of bed in the morning. I daydream about all sorts of terrible endings for her… stuffy, pigheaded, thinks-she’s-better-than-everyone Head Girl.’
‘It was me who finally got word to the Ministry about what was happening at the school. In Apparations class, I shook the hand of the Ministry instructor to secretly hand him a note that explained everything, because our owls were being censored or blocked. The Goons were in the room because they wanted to prevent us from asking for help from an outsider, but didn’t even look my way when I approached him – because I had previously turned in other people in order to gain their trust. I never told anybody what I did for the school, out of fear that one of them would come back this year and know not to trust me. Now I just have to suffer for what I did to make my plan possible. – L’
‘Bookend, even if you brewed a Beautification Potion, I don’t think it would change a thing.’
‘I Miss You.’
‘I read your confession, and really just want to hex whoever you are, L, you self righteous traitor. Don’t cover up your backstabbing with this ‘good deed.’’
‘I think I really messed up…’
‘It wasn’t you.’
‘I want nothing more than to find that Veela Bookend and hex their heart out.’
‘I can see through you. You don’t scare me at all.’
‘I feel bile in the back of my throat, everytime I even see you in the same room’
‘You call that a kiss? A dementor wouldn’t envy that.’