America flew in through one of the glass- less windows as Tasha walked over the threshold. Hi America... I bet mum's out with Aunty Hermione and Aunt Ginny... America hooted softly and Tasha knew it was a yes. Oh well... Guess what? I'm a Slytherin now...America clicked her beak loudly. I know... Here... Tasha held out a handful of Owl Treats and America perched on her shoulder to eat them.
__________________  I Know You Don't Believe Me, But The Way I, Way I See It, Next Time You Point A Finger, I Might Have To Bend It Back, Or Break It, Break It Off... Next Time You Point A Finger, I'll Point You To The Mirror |