Rumour Has It

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.  

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!


Seems walking the tight rope has encouraged one lion to practice even more on the bannisters!

Seems the Slytherin boys jump from one girl to the next. What is going on in the dungeons?

A certain charms professor known for animal cruelty has gone too far this time. Did he really murder those students??

That Menace of A Hufflepuff firstie was even playing bouncer for the quidditch team, Just how bad is she?

Rumour has it there’s imposters among us! A certain Charms professor had to replace several students with body doubles after an unfortunate mishap in class, including the head boy!

I heard there is a stockpile of money somewhere in the castle. How else is the school affording to put on the Hallowe’en Bash? These things can’t be free. My bet is that it’s in the Headmistress’s office or somewhere deep in the dungeons.

Rumour has it that the first years are already running scared at the first sign of trouble in the castle. Should we be concerned?

It was over heard in the Locker room, that a certain Snakey quidditch player is cheating on their Ashworth Beaux, aren’t they afraid of the family Backlash?

Have you heard – Firsties have bound together and are sneaking out to fight skeletons. There calling themselves the Inquisition?

She didn’t kiss the frog, but he turned into Prince Charming anyway.

That Slytherin prefect is in way over his head, if the veelas are charming him. Could’ve sworn we were about to see a charm-off at the bash over the poor guy, but one of them backed down.

I heard a certain L. Ducklick almost started a food fight during the Halloween Feast? Why does he keep harassing girls? There has to be a better way to let people know you’re a creep.

A certain first year Hufflepuff has been ripping it up recently, I saw her just throw a cake at a snake during the feast and the night before she threatened another Hufflepuff at the bash!?

One Slytherin in particular is so fickle about his “interests”, that he’s pissing off one of the resident veelas. Sure you know what you’re doing, mate?

I saw the Badger Quidditch Captain dancing with a Snake and some Lions got in between them- started an argument in the middle of the Bash! Almost all of the people involved were on their House’ quidditch teams… Man, this quidditch season is going to be spicy.

A certain Gryffindor Prefect seems to be getting into all sorts of trouble with boys. I saw her snogging another lion by the second floor bathroom the first month, then she had a snake following her around. I saw her with a badger at the bash, offering to get him food- all she needs to complete her collection is an eagle!

Did you see that sleepy looking first year badger? He fell asleep under the docks at the bash… what a freak- I always see him sleeping on the stairs too.

Man, I feel bad for that Gryffindor Prefect- she was grumbling to someone about how they didn’t have a date for the bash, maybe the other prefect should share? She seems to have lots of boys following her around?

Some boys were overheard singing a song in the halls (with apologies to Molly Malone):

“In Hogwarts’ fair city
Where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Dawn and Jericho
As they wheeled a wheelbarrow
Through halls broad and narrow
Singing “cockles, and Timmy!

Alive, alive-O!
Alive, alive-O!
Alive, alive-O!”

Singing “Cockles, and Timmy!
Alive, alive-O!”

Did you see the snake and badger captains going at it in the great hall!? I swore they almost started casting!

RHI that a certain fiery veela abused her abilities at the dance as a so called joke.

As the cake flew at the Halloween feast tempers went flying with it! So many detentions given.

Seems the way to a boy’s heart is to strike it with cruelty!

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