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Interacting With: @Gekko Phillips | Speaking: Mistyrose | Thoughts: italics
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The young ravenclaw skipped into the owlery, gazing around at the dozens of letters and fluttering of wings. The place would never fail to amaze her. It was arguably the best tower other than Ravenclaw tower, nothing could top those majestic, starry ceilings, and the late night, silent chaos among friends. The owlery truly gave off magic though, a sense of excitement and wonder. Sure, growing up in a pure-blooded family, they'd owled their fair share of letters as a kid. They'd been to the owl post in diagon alley, just as any kid would. But the hogwarts owlery? Amazing.
Korinna had been wanting to write a letter to their parents for some time now. And then they wrote it. And then procrastinated, as people tend to do. And then simply forgot to owl it. The school schedule had been so hectic at the start of the term, there was barely any time for homework, for crying out loud.
They reached into their robes and pulled out the letter gently, smoothing it out and re-reading it slowly. Then, pulling out a quill from their bag, they began to revise it, using the flat surface of the window to their advantage. The sun shone in her face as she worked, a subtle reminder that it was almost afternoon, almost time for their next class. Korinna took her time though, tapping her quill against the window pane as she thought of what to write.
Once the letter was finished, Korinna tied it around the nearest owl - a scruffy looking tawny - and watched as it flew away. They gazed out the window for a bit, then turned to leave.
SPLAT.
Korinna whirled around, their face a contortion of shock and confusion. An owl had crashed against the window, sagging with the weight of..
Was that a Howler?
They were more than familiar with howlers, having grown up in a wizarding family. The explosive letters that your parents usually sent you. Yep. The screaming ones. Gosh, those were terrible. Their condolences to whoever that howler was for.
Korinna opened the window to let the poor owl in, surprised as the owl began flying towards her. She backed away instinctively, holding up a hand. "I think you've got the wrong person!"
Or had her parents sent her one? She began to panic a little, looking around to make sure nobody was nearby. If they opened it.. it would be loud.
WC - 405/200
