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BanaBatGirl 
Being a cat person meant that Anastasia did not, nor never had, owned an owl. Nor did she have any desire to... obviously. It was just much easier to deal with filthy birds as little as possible by borrowing school owls when she had to send a letter.
Today she was sending a letter to her friend. Her one friend. Georgia Mayes. Dear dear dear George would be needing all the help she could get, really, and of course Annie was more than willing to offer unwanted advice about everything under the sun.
Sort of.
She click-clacked into the Owlery and marched over to the...er... wall of owls, tapping the letter in her hand as she contemplated which owl to use... they all smelled equally bad....
So he was now an engaged man and of course he would have to let his family know. Officially of course, Joshua probably already knew. Marcus, made the long walk up to the owlery, whistling 'Here comes the bride' as he climbed up the stairs.
He would have just sent a patronus to his family with the news but he knew his brother liked it when the owls delivered the mail. Marcus, smiled a little at that thought, his brother was weird sometimes.
Finally reaching the stop of the stairs, Marcus pushed open the door with a bang and looked around the room and his eyes fell on...Anastasia Bunbury.
Oh how ironic that was. There stood the woman he ALMOST proposed to. Marcus, lent against the door frame in a casual manner a small smile on his face. He had to admit the woman was still as gorgeous as ever but she had nothing on Iliana. "You want to be careful there Annie. Owl poo is deadly on designer shoes."