Chelle couldn't supress her giggles as Edem dropped his letters to the ground. He seemed really nervous to have met her. `Edem, just calm down. my name is Michelle not Mikaela!' she said and chuckled. She was a bit hurt that he had forgotten her name, but she didn't really mind.
`I was here to send a letter to my family too!' she replied. `I miss them very badly.'

No one remebers they met me anyway, and how could I feel that I had friends here? Chelle thought sadly.

Rayedem sighed--the effect of the surprise had subsided now. He nodded as Michelle corrected about his mistake, his mouth gaping slightly. That, he imagined, was quite a major offense.

"I'm sorry then.. Michelle." he said, bending down to retrieve the fallen letters, then quickly got up and straightened his robes. Glancing at the owl then back at Michelle, he replied, "Hehe. Me too." he said giving an involuntary chuckle.

"Hey, would you mind? The owl is probably waiting for me to tie the letters on its leg." he said pointing the owl, who was still there standing with its left leg stuck out. Being an owl must suck.

Chelle smiled as Edem apologised. `It's perfectly all right. People do tend to forget my name sometimes... or quite often,' she said. Maybe people hate me, they don't wanna talk to me. Maybe they forget my name on purpose.

`Oh sure, the poor owl! Don't make it wait, I can,' Chelle said, as Edem tied the letters to the owl's leg. `I didn't know you had a sister,' she wondered out loud.

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"Hey, don't say that. It happens to me too, most of people don't get my name right. Even my head of house wrote my name wrong." he recalled, the image of an hourglass indicating his house points swam through his mind. And then the parchment on which the names of Ravenclaw's top students were written stuck on the wall next to it. 'Raydedem Roumimper', he scoffed.

Rayedem turned to the owl again, holding one of the letters between his lips, hoping it wouldn't get wet with saliva by the time he was done tying his first one. It was DIFFICULT. So the owl's legs were tiny and the thread he was using was also tiny, and his fingers were giants compared to them. He wasn't fat, and he wondered what would become if he was.. Shaking his head, he tried to concentrate even more.

Rayedem paused and turned to Chelle with a frown across his forehead, "How do you know that I have a sister? Well.. Though yeah, I do." She's my love. He didn't let that sentence out, afraid she would think he was weird.

`Well, it doesn't matter what other people think of you. It's just what you are that really matters!' Chelle said. She wanted to make her opinions clear to everyone. Besides, that's how her friends loved her. Her real friends, back in the Muggle world.

As Edem struggled with tieing the letters to the owl's legs, she started giggling. It wasn't that difficult for her, and she had gotten used to it. `You need some help? Maybe I could do it for you, I'm used to it,' Chelle offered kindly. She didn't want Edem to get that wrong. It was just a friendly approach.

`Well, you just told me that you were going to send a letter to your parents and sister!' Chelle reminded Edem. `I have a sister too. She's younger to me. I love her a lot, and so does she.' Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke of her family, but she blinked them away.

Rayedem nodded, turned his head and smiled slightly at Chelle, "Same goes to you, then. Who would forget someone's name on purpose, now?" he asked rhetorically, resuming his struggle on the owl. His hands were trembling then, and so were the owl's leg. He decided to pull his hands away, letting it rest for a while before going for his next try.

"Hey, you just laughed at my hardest effort yet." he teased, tilting his head to his right and waving his letters, "That's not nice, you know? You just watch, I'm gonna tie these firm and tight on the owl." he said, his mouth curled into an 'o' and sighed. He glanced at the owl, who had turned its head away from him. Maybe it was mad, or maybe it thought Rayedem was making fun of it.

I told her? I did? He felt like banging his head to the wall when he realized he'd forgotten. His mind had probably just wondered to where it shouldn't have. He decided to get back to tying his letter--this couldn't wait much longer anyway. UGH!

"We all miss our families," he began, still looking at the owl, "how old is she? Is she going to attend Hogwarts too?" he asked, curious about the other muggle families. There's always a possibility that the magical blood might not pass to both children.

Kevin wandered up to the owlery and saw an younger boy struggling to tie a letter to an owl and went over to him and said "Do you need any help tying your letter to the owl" Kevin was going to send a letter to his father and say to him that he was willing to help him search for his uncle next term even if it was pretty dangerous for Kevin but he was really past caring

Again, Rayedem failed with the owl as someone else got into the owlery. He looked up--this time it was an older-looking boy. And he was offering help. Uh-oh. Seniority, he reminded himself, not a good idea to cross older people. Half-heartedly he let go of the owl's leg and stepped back, allowing the boy to do the job.

"Er.. Thanks."

Kevin took the owl off the boy and tied the letter to the owl's leg's and said "No problem" Kevin was glad to help a younger student

"Thanks a lot," Rayedem said again, taking the owl carefully from the older boy's hands. The owl perched on his arms--its claws sunk into his robes, but he enjoyed the pressure. It turned out that its legs were quite warm, and as it hooted softly, Rayedem couldn't help smiling.

Then he walked towards the windows, feeling more excited and hopeful than ever. He muttered softly, "Have a safe flight," then he stretched his arm out of the window, and with a flap of wings the owl took off. He watched as the owl fly into the sky, wishing it good luck.

Looking for the new addition to his animal family, Jake decided to search the visiting place, confused and slightly worried about where Fly was.

"Flyyyyyyy?" the boy called out, scanning the room and biting his lip.

GUH! Nothing...

Just... people...

Sending a letter.

"Hey, you guys aren't meant to use this place to send the lett-" Jake broke off, staring after the owl. "That yours?"

For your own sakes... say yes.

Rayedem snapped from his musing, turning around to find where the voice had come from. He couldn't believe it--a nanosecond ago he was feeling so happy, so peaceful, and now yet another boy came in yelling, addressing him? Why do problems always have to occur in this place? He started to think dumbly that the place might've been cursed somehow.

But he didn't want another trouble. Not when everything seemed to be perfect. But the boy's question was.. Was.. What?

"Er.. Nope? I don't have an owl," he answered, hoping that it was the owl that the boy had a problem with, "What's wrong? It-it looked just fine, I guess." as he ended his statement, he had a feeling that the boy wasn't going to be good news.

Blinking at the boy, Jake glanced quickly out of the window and just about caught sight of the owlveering to the right slightly, then down, then right again, then back up.

Jake recognised that gait.

"FLYYYYYYY!" he called out of the window suddenly, before sticking his fingers in his mouth and making an ear-piercing, shrill whistle... but it was too late.

Turning around, a slightly dark look on his face, Jake narrowed his eyes at this boy. "Who told you you could-?" he started, before breathing in and trying to remain calm. Maybe he would be back tomorrow. "Where did you send him?"

Rayedem's mouth fell slightly open as the boy got past him, looking through the window and called out.. His owl's name? Goodness I am in trouble. His hands leapt to his ears, covering them from the high-frequency sound. Goodness! He backed away a few steps, as if afraid that the boy would suddenly explode.

"S-sorry, I-I-I thought it was a school owl, honestly!" he stammered under the pressure of the boy's glare. Even though he looked like he's calmed down, Rayedem was really afraid now--that's the most dangerous kind of anger. Pile them up inside and let them all burst at once. Doesn't sound good. He was still stammering when he answered the boy's question.

"T-To.. My sister in France," he paused, looking directly into the boy's eyes just so as to indicate that he wasn't lying--only he didn't know how big a deal sending an owl abroad was, "and t-to my parents.. I-in Seattle." he ended, hoping that honesty would do him justice.

Eyes narrowing even more as he heard his brand new owl was now off to France. Greeeaaaaaat... it wasn't that he had people to write to... just... Fly was his owl... HIS.

Woah.

Woahwaitwuhwuhwuhwaaaait.

Wait.

"Seattle?" Jake asked suddenly, frowning and wracking his brains. Why was that famil-

...

...

"YOU SENT MY OWL TO AMERICA?!" Jake suddenly bellowed advancing on the boy, who was obviously a first year, since Jake hadn't seen him around before. "You bloody idiot..."

Flyyyyyy, come hooooome...

Even though he was feeling extremely angry and brave, it wasn't long before Jake realising the the first year was about 8 inches taller than he. Well... Jake was older... and... well, extremely immature. And he ALWAYS got his way. "You do NOT steal my owl," he snapped, stomping his foot.

Alright, do not panic. Deep breath now, prepare yourself for the worst.

Rayedem was biting his lip as those thoughts seemed to run through his mind. Frowning, he was afraid of what the boy would say next. His expression told Rayedem that he needed to pray.

His reflexes told him to nod in an instant--he didn't know why, maybe the boy's sudden shouting startled him yet again. It was on his reflexes too that he yelled back, "Y-YEAH RIGHT!" Oh no. He was shouting to little boy. At least that's what he had in mind.

"No, no, I didn't," he stammered, trying to explain--but what was there left to explain? He had told the boy that he picked the owl by mistake, that he didn't know the owl had had an owner, but.. "I told you I'm sorry!" his anger was rising, too, and the little boy's threat didn't quite scare him, "Well it was an accident and since you're, like, a fellow first year, I don't think we should fight." he panted trying to keep his head cool, hoping the negotiation would work.

Oh. Ohohohohoh.

Oh.

Oh no he diii-iiiint.

"What did you just call me?" Jake asked quietly, glaring at the boy again. He stomped his foot again. "NOT a first. NOT! NOT! NOT!"

He really was not.

And still, his eyes stang with tears slightly, believing that this boy was actually somehow insulting his magical skeellz rather than height or behaviour, and was therefore very bitter. His lack of magic skills were a sore spot for Jake. "Do I look like a first year?! Are you tryinta call me slow or something."

Chelle watched as another senior guy came and helped Edem tie the letters to the owl's leg. The poor owl must be having a hard time.

`My sister turned eight last month. She's really sweet,' Chelle's voice faded away as she thought of the picture on her bedside table in the girl's dormitory. It showed younger Chelle and a two-yearold Adrianne sitting on her parents' laps. `I don't know if she's going to attend Hogwarts!'

She suddenly turned to see another boy starting a fight with Edem. She didn't quite catch that... what was that? Did he say that was his owl that Edem just sent To his parents and sister? Oh my god, this is not good! Why do I always have to be present during fights?

Chelle hated getting involved in quarrels and fights between other people and friends. She had a peace-loving nature and never went anywhere near trouble. But what could she do now? She couldn't just leave Edem being shouted at by another boy! That would look rude. Help me someone, please...

Chelle plucked up the courage and said, `Excuse me, sorry to interrupt in between your - conversation, but I expect it really wasn't Rayedem's fault! He thought F-Fly was a school owl, and surely you should not blame him for thinking so? Besides, it is not that your owl would never come back!'

Jecca ran excitedly to the Owlery. She misses her owl, Ruffy, a lot...she looked for her and cheerfully came toward her owl. "OOhhh, Ruffy,I really missed you...!!" Hello, Guys!!! you came here to visit your owls, don't you?

Via climbed the owlery to check for her owl, Freeze. She had last seen her on the train so she thought visiting her owl would be a great idea. She had owl pellets on her pocket which she had bought at Diagon alley last summer.

The owlery wasn't empty neither full. Students were busy chatting with friends and with their owls. She didn't have a hard time looking for Freeze because the owl immediately hooted on her shoulder, "Hey," she giggled as the owl pecked her hair. She draw from her pocket the pack of pellet and opened it. She poured some on her palm and let the owl nibble on some.

"B-but you're.. You're a senior? But.." Rayedem couldn't finish the sentence. The rest of it was like 'you're short'. He figured that it'd be best not to anger the boy further.. As if the situation needs to be worse!

Rayedem answered the boy's question truthfully, sincerely, "No, I didn't mean that. I didn't mean that at all!" Did he mention slow? No, he was sure as hell he didn't. Oh, he wished he could disappear. "I didn't say slow." he said warily. Then the boy stomped his foot to the ground again--well, nice effort, but that wasn't scary at all. In fact, he didn't look scary anymore, it was just his guilt playing the part now.

"Sorry.. Again.."

Rayedem turned his head to the girl, who had finally spoke up. Whew, at least someone's on his side. But a girl! He didn't like this. Boys shouldn't get help from girls--at least that's what he thought. "It's okay Chelle," he said, "er.. It's my problem." And of course the owl would come back, but the question is, when? He tried not to think about that.

Chelle turned red at Edem's comment. She was furious with herself. Why did she have to interrupt in the first place? It wasn't even her fault, it was his fault so she should have left him to deal with it. At least, that's what Edem wanted. `Right...it's your problem. Sorry, I didn't mean to interfere!' Chelle said sarcastically. She sensed that Edem only had a problem because a girl tried to defend him. Well, I shouldn't have. I really don't understand what's wrong with having girls defend boys. It was a really lame stereotype. But if that's what he wants then be it. `I guess I should just let you handle it yourself. Looks like you don't need help,' Chelle said and walked away from the owlery indignantly. `Only until a boy comes along!' she muttered under her breath, wondering if Edem had heard her.

Scowling at the girl who was rudely interrupting, Jake watching the little conversation the two had and tried his best not to smile.

Well... it cheered him up. The girl was acting so... comical.

Straightening his facial features, Jake looked blankly at the boy and shrugged his shoulders, trying to act as though it was absolutely nothing. "You're just lucky I have nobody to write to," he muttered, turning towards the door and leaving.

Oh, this kid was on The List.

The. List.

Capital letters, yo. Makes it important.

Brad searched for Snowflake,his owl.
"Hi Snowflake,how are you girl?"
Snowflake hooted.
"I've missed you!"
Snowflake hooted again.
Brad realized he needed to leave for his next lesson.
"See you later Snowflake!"

Rafe pulled out his special whistle carved out of willow and played a little tune. A large spectacled owl came soaring down and landed on his arm. "'Ello, Artemis," he said cheerfully as stroked the bird's feathers. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a treat and gave it to his own. She ate it gratefully and hooted in delight. "Sorry, it's been awhile," he said. "If only you knew my troubles," she nipped him sweetly on the ear and Rafe laughed. "That tickles!" Rafe wish he had a note for her to send, but didn't want to bother his mum with his troubles. "I'm sorry I don't have a letter for you today." Rafe sighed. "It appears someone might have discovered my secret," he said sadly as he continued to stroke her. She hooted and nipped at him sweetly once more. "I knew you would understand," he said with a smiled and gave her another treat.