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 have a crush on one of my house mates. He’s older than me and I doubt he even knows I’m alive.
Part of me wishes I were still single. I want to explore the options!
I’ll just get this out of the way, our new HOH is wicked attractive. I’m surprised none of the eagles have squawked about it yet.
I brush my cats teeth
Sometimes I sleep in my neighbors bed. It smells like cotton candy.
I often dance down the halls singing old muggle tunes. Just to annoy others.
I’ve ordered a grave marker catalog because I got in so much trouble that my head of house is probably going to kill me.
I’m a stick collector. There’s only one subject for me. Help.
Mordus’ beard makes me weak at the knees. Phew!
I want to apologize from everyone because I’ve used a forbidden word as a joke in the Muggle Studies class. I am sorry, if I offended you. I will not do it again. I promise.
Adults, even teachers, are not infallible, and I will step in to protect students if one is doing something that will get them hurt.
I’m watching you and waiting for my move. You hurt one too many of my Slytherin friends. I will get you.
No one is afraid of you like you think they are. You are the laughing stock of the school.