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!
It’s nice that you forget who was by your side when others left you
Your insult to my family will not be forgotten.
I miss you
Strange dear, but true, dear
When I’m close to you, dear
The stars fill the sky
So in love with you am I
Not gonna lie. I might need to start running my patrols with the disillusionment charm on. Just saying.
I’m running out of reasons to stop myself from walking away
Ich liebe dich mein liebling Kartoffelsalat
Sometimes I wonder, what goes through these people’s heads?
I’m in love with my best friend. What now?
I think I’ve fallen for you and you didn’t even look my way
Got your own confession just begging to be told? Drop us an owl and tell all!