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’m the one who used your toothbrush! Im sorry. My rat really really needed it.
I want so badly to be like a centaur. Graceful, bold, wild, strong, brave. They’re amazing.
Despite the chaos of tutoring the firsties, I have to admit, I enjoyed being attacked by books. Now if only I could apply the bruise paste to certain parts of my body I can’t reach.
I did it again. I succumbed to my base instincts and shamed my House.
I’m nervous, my girlfriend’s old fling is single again. And well how am I supposed to compete with that?!
I believe the werewolves should be treated as equals, and I worry that as of late it has been the haters who have been more disruptive than the beasts they claim are among us.
You think you’re so great with your new girlfriend? She’ll just break your heart like allllll the others! Try being single for a while – it’ll do you good.
I want my badge back already!
I don’t want you to leave me
Yes, I did get hurt on purpose to get her in trouble. Yes, it did work. Yes, I was rather pleased with myself.
I have a crush on a Hufflepuff… I’m a Slytherin.
The girls here act really weird. They’re always trying to get me to come spend time with them in empty corridors and broom cupboards and get me to hold their hand going up the stairs. And they keep dropping their books right in front of me or falling on the steps! Maybe I’ve been hexed.
I want a niffler as a pet, I don’t care how much chaos it causes!
I am forever tired and have not been getting enough sleep…yet I still push myself to make sure I’m there to help those who need it. I don’t know why I’m doing this to myself.
Little fourth year snake you think your do tough one day your cry for wolf will end soon…..