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Theodore, having been freed from the weight of his multiple textbooks after leaving them in the dormitory, made his way up to the owlery with his closest Gryffindor friend at his side. He needed to send off his Hogsmeade permission slip to his parents but, alas, the new kid didn't have an owl of his own. He was only in possession of a cat named Bree, who had followed to boys from Ravenclaw tower to the owlery, hoping to sneak in at their heels. At the last moment, Theodore had urged her away. Who knew what that crazy tabby would do in a room full of birds?
"Thanks for coming with me." Theodore thanked his lion-like friend, again, and searched the perches for a free owl. "I hope they write back soon. I'd hate to have to miss the first Hogsmeade trip." Finding an owl and grabbing a piece of string one person had left lying around, he reread his letter and, rolling it up, tied it warily to the scaly leg of the obliging tawny owl. Blinking, as if in salute, the owl took off from the nearest window. Leaning out of the window, he peered after it. That was, until he looked down and realized exactly how high up they were. Shuddering, Theodore pulled himself back inside immediately, shaking it off. "Ugh, facial hairz heights. Me no like dems."
He took a hand to brush his hair back, shaking off his momentary bout of fear.
"No problem, mate," said Braeden distractedly as he followed Theodore into the owlery, a bag of magical flavour-changing chips in his hands (they'd made a quick stop by the Great Hall because, according to Braeden, 'a growing boy needs food'). The boy allowed his brown eyes to gaze around the area absentmindedly while his Ravenclaw buddy attached his letter to the nearest owl and watched it go out the window.
The goofy Gryffindork licked his fingers before having to battle the owls off him as they demanded the bag of chips in his hand. Eventually, after much poking the boy with their beaks and pulling his lion's mane hair with their claws, the sneaky birds were able snatch the bag of chips from him, leaving Braeden empty-handed and frustrated. "Bloody owls…" He threw them a death glare before turning back to Theodore only to find the boy going through a brief moment of vertigo.
"Whoa, you alright there, mate?" he asked as the Ravenclaw stumbled back, away from the window. Braeden placed a
hand over the boy's shoulder almost protectively, helping him to regain his balance. Once Theo regained his composure, Braeden took a moment to examine him and laughed lightly. Ah, the poor boy was so clueless it almost made Brae seem wise. "You've got bits of hay on your shoulder," he said, proceeding to
brush them off for the boy. D'aw. Poor Theo.
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Nimmiii Ruby had wandered up to the Owlery because her father wanted up-to-date news of her new term at Hogwarts. She grumbled as she climbed the stairs, clutching a roll of parchment, a quill, and some ink in her hand. She didn't think it was fair that her wanted letters that often--she simply didn't have the time to write to him. She was too busy conquering the school and evading people...and her classes. Not being that bright, Ruby usually skipped all her classes until she got caught.
Finally reaching the landing of the Owlery, she was first slightly taken aback by the noise...and the mess. It smelled kinda gross cause there were owl droppings EVERYWHERE and she had to watch where she stepped. Couldn't these owls be potty trained?! Ugh gross.
She made her way to the edge of the tower and then looked up for a suitable owl. She would never want to OWN a disgusting animal that pooped everywhere so of course she didn't have her own owl, but she knew you could borrow one of the school's owls if you needed to send a letter. Row upon row of owls greeted her (or rather, screeched at her) but Ruby scowled at all of them.
They were all UGLY.
As he took a step back from his Ravenclaw friend, Braeden caught sight of the back of an all-too-familiar head full of red hair.
WELL, WELL, WELL.
Whaddaya know? Ruby Blair, Voldemort's long lost granddaughter, in the flesh. It had been a while since he'd last seen her. But then again, he'd been avoiding her like the plague since the term started, just in case she remembered what had happened between them at Diagon Alley… or worse yet, if she had seen the
picture he'd taken of them during that brief, surreal time where they were actually
getting along. He'd made sure to show it off to every Gryffindor that walked in and out of the common room all through that first week of classes.
Oh, bloody hell. If Ruby sees him…
Braeden then turned to Theo and very quietly murmured, "I--I think we should-- we should get going." As he spoke, the boy began to take very quiet, sneaky steps back toward the entrance of the owlery, keeping his brown eyes glued to the fiery redhead who he prayed to Merlin would never turn around and catch him.
But then, instead of going out the doorway as he had planned (walking backwards, which wasn't wise), the Gryffindork ended up instead crashing into a large family of owls that immediately began screeching and complaining, flapping their wings furiously and pecking at the boy's head with their beaks.
"GAHHHHHH!! GET 'EM OFF! GET 'EM OFF!!"