Confessions

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 laughed seeing the chaos the polyjuice potion caused. More of that please!

I really like you, but that maze told me you are my enemy. I feel bad for listening to it.

I couldn’t choose

I can’t stop thinking about you.

I have never been more pleased to be misunderstood.

I feel a sudden urge to sing
The kind of ditty that invokes the spring.

I have wanted it to snow again for ages. It matches the coldness of my broken heart.

If that’s what love feels like, I think I would rather not.


Got your own confession just begging to be told? Drop us an owl and tell all!