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!
I wonder if the one vampire knows I have her rat.. Is she looking for it?
We Know. 🖐️
I feel like I’m being lied to.
I actually sort of like smelling like garlic all the time.
It was the first memorable kiss I’ve had in a long time was that dance. I know who you are but you don’t I. It’s this other version of you are I am more curious about. A mask it was is that of which you wore, your blue eyes that showed this sliver of your soul, I shall forever cry out Nevermore…
It happened again. I suppose I shouldn’t have expected any less.
I’m not good enough for him. He deserves so much better.