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!
Yes. I punched a wall. Several times. I still say it was better than punching a persons face in.
I know I joke about failing my NEWTs to stay at school forever but I’m actually afraid that I won’t pass…
My housemate asked me to the Bash. I said yes and saw someone I had never seen. I saw someone who chose courage, joy, and temperance over bitterness from hardship. How do I tell her she inspires me, and I wish I had her strength without sounding like a fool? Blast me for a fool, I already like her. I’m a fool either way.
I’m pretty sure one of the teachers can read minds. I have no idea which, so I’ve been going through songs in my head so they don’t hear the bits about the things I’ve not gotten caught doing yet. Somehow I got detention for something I did in an empty room. There wasn’t even a painting to tattle.
I really like her a lot and I think she might like me too. I’m to scared to ask her out because he is always around her.
My confession is I care a lot about people. I just don’t trust them, but I’m learning to be better. It’s just to bad that no one will ever know, because I’m not important enough
You are not everyone favourite anything, please stop.
I don’t care if you’re a werewolf and only have one leg, I still wanna snog you. [Editor’s Note: Uhh… Hi?]