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!
Everyone hates me now as no one is getting their side of the story and only the one of the ones that started it all.
Please run away with me! I shall dress you in white satin and feed you all of the mice you ever desire. I will make sure you have plenty of sunshine and water. We can have children together! Anything you desire, my love.
Your secret admirer,
I am trying hard not to hate him. He’s charming, after all, and quite smart. But utterly amoral. And he doesn’t seem to care whether students live or die.
You’re nothing to me. Once you were everything. Never again.
I try so hard to do the right thing. But it’s more and more difficult to know just what that is. All I know is that I failed them. And I can’t do that again.
I don’t want to be lonely anymore
That one morning, I keep waiting for it again