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!
If WE keep getting punished because YOU don’t know how to act right, I’m going to push you down the grande staircase.
Maybe you can already tell, but I’m smitten
I still love her and now I fear that there’s no hope to get her back!
I was afraid that you wouldn’t say yes.
I knew it was time.
I’m not sure what she sees in you.
The good thing about the end of Halloween is, that the truce is now over also!
It was HILARIOUS watching the first years when the fireworks came close during bonfire night. I started a few by touching them just to hear them scream.
“Fireworks, Cocoa, Fudge Square
Bonfires, Autumn and some Tea
Sitting wrapped up with you there
Glad and happy that you are snuggled with me
These are a few of my favorite things . .”
We are friends but I don’t know if you want to be more than friends. I wish you would just tell me. I’d rather be just friends than chance being wrong and losing my best friend.
I’ve learned more about how to cook from cutting onions and garlic for potions knife safety in one class than I have all year in homemaking magic. I wish he’d give out cook books. [Editor’s Note: We’ve only been in school for two months…]
I’m about ready to hex my housemate. I didn’t grow up with all this. Calling me out for a small mistake that I quickly fixed just makes things worse.
I’m not sure if I’m a girl. I don’t really feel like a boy, not sure what that would feel like though. I’m afraid to ask anyone because of what my housemates might think if they found out.
I feel.. broken. I let you in, I trusted you… and now.. it feels like you only want me when someone else does.
I only regret missing the quidditch game.
I think the lion who flung the snake into the pit should be punished more harshly. At least sent home for a week!
There’s a guy on my team that I like, but I don’t know how to tell him…
He is a better girl than she ever was.
Got your own confession just begging to be told? Drop us an owl and tell all!
