Originally Posted by Nc.Ap.

Mason made her way up to Owlery, her father's message clutched tight in her hand. She had gotten the message that morning at breakfast and it was none other than her dad's own Snowy Owl, Haven.

The message had made her smile at least. It was good to know that her parents missed her, and it had made her smile when her father had called her Steve and buddy in the letter. He always called her that when she was little, when they had played Quidditch together and while they sparred back home. That was before he had gotten the Ministry job though, now he barely had time for anything. Her mother had even told her once that she suspected that there was someone else at the Ministry that was keeping him busy.

Mason smiled as she saw Shadow, the Marsh Owl was sitting on one of the perches, but he was fast asleep. She poked him slightly and whispered, "Hey you pretty little thing, it's time to wake up. You can't always be napping."

When the owl only squawked in return, Mason chuckled and took a seat on the floor next to where he slept. She took out a piece of parchment, a quill and some ink from the inside of her robes. The millions of pockets were at least good for something.



She scratched onto the parchment, not knowing how to begin her letter.