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!
Tick tock the time is running out. We know what you are and what you have done. It’s just a matter of time.
I would join the drama club but I can’t help but blush everytime I see him.
I’m not a violent girl, but I really want to knock someone’s light out. Mind your own business!
I really want a dragon as a pet. I mean come on! who wouldn’t want a dragon!?
Sometimes I start singing early in the morning in the badger commons. I mean really really loud, I wonder if anyone has ever heard…
I wish I could be an animagus..but I cant keep focused for more than twelve seconds on anything.
I fell over one of those stacks of fliers, I don’t think anyone saw.
I keep seeing people snogging. Professors, older students. I dont know if its Icky or makes me lonely. Being thirteen is hard.
I sometimes put my puff on my fellow housemates faces when they sleep.
I have over a hundred chocolate frogs. But that still doesn’t seem like enough..
I tried to turn my housemates rat into a cup. Problem is I can’t undo it…so now I have a cup with a tail.
At the end of the day, if I’m smarter than you, and I’m stronger than you… I can beat you. And that’s better than anything money can buy.