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 a mess. I keep trying to make it better and I just make it worse. How on earth am I supposed to manage two when I swear one was hard enough. I’m the one who’s going to suffer, I can feel it. This is going to end in disaster.
I had a friend help me Rick Roll a professor. It was difficult to plan and took most of a week but completely worth it.
You pulled me out of the dark. I forget what it even felt like before I knew you. For that, I am deeply grateful.
Anyone else think that a certain transfig professor looks a bit more like a deity with the glitter in his hair?
I can’t stop thinking about you, and that both excites me and terrifies me. I’ve never met anyone like you before.
Will I be good enough? Everything inside of me screams that I won’t.
I don’t normally submit stuff here, but… bubbles. That is all.
I don’t really have friends so I sent a few candy grams to myself.