29 Mar 2023, 15:03
To much noises
WEDNESDAY MARCH 15th
Enola Johnson
First Year - Eleven years old
@Duvessa Ember
Enola Johnson
First Year - Eleven years old
@Duvessa Ember

Enola was going upstairs joyfully, a large smile on her face. She was going to send a letter to her parents and her siblings, and she was so impatient to have their answer. She didn't write a lot to them since she was in Hogwarts because she often forgot to do it. The little girl was so busy that she sometimes didn't think at all at her family. That was awesome, she missed them of course, but not so much. She lived the life that she always had wanted and knew that her family understood that. It was useless to write letters everyday or almost, she was doing it two-three times a month. And it was perfect. Of course, she wanted to see them, but she knew that she will see them in less than six months. And she lived with that, happy and funny.
Singing her favorite song, she came in the owlery, her letter in her hand. There was somedy already here, but she didn't care and continued to sing. She wasn't going to stop living for others. She actually really didn't care about their judgement. So she was smiling, looking for an owl who would accept to send her letter to her family. Since she didn't come often, she had no preference. She actually could give her letter to all of the owls, it will be the same for her. But Enola decided to look a little more, to choose a good owl for her good letter. It deserved to be sent well.
After few minutes, still singing, the little girl decided to give her letter to a cute grey owl. She supposed that it was a girl and decided to talk to her. "Hey little owl, told the student. Can you give it to my family ? I don't know how it works, but I think you can do that." Did the owl need her family's address ? The Gryffindor was not sure. But she didn't care, smiling and touching the owl like if it was hers.