"Or maybe they just got their hands on my post as it was going to my parents...Maybe this person didn't know my house address and was spying on me all summer, knowing sooner or later I would write to mum and dad, and take the chance away from them...I won't ask them last name...Thanks, I know this is a serious matter and many people would not put themselves in the position you are in with me..."He said patting her...

Eep. Adam's thinking made Kurumi a little nervous. "That's a little...morbid," she said looking around at all the owls. She wasn't sure she liked the idea of someone spying on her for an entire summer. "But...how did they know that particular owl had your letter?" She said as her eyes grew big. Was that some sort of magic?

Adam shrugged his shoulders. He had no conclusion to that question, as much as he tried to think a way to answer her, he couldn't. "I don't know."He said slowly speaking every word as if it were it's own sentence . "Accio! Maybe he was hiding in the bushes and summoned the letter to him or herself..."Adam thought up at last...

"I suppose that's a possibility," she frowned thinking a bit more. "To use Accio, the caster has to know where the object is. If I were to say Accio Adam's diary, I wouldn't be able to do it because I don't know where you keep it hidden...or even if you have one..." She paused for a moment to collect her thought some more. "Adam...I think Alex may have attended Hogwarts. If they knew you were going to write your parents, they knew you would use the Owlery and then they would know the location of your letter and be able to Accio it!"

"Yeah, you're probably right let's get to it then..."Adam got down and began writing out loud so Kurumi could hear his thoughts.


"How's that for a rough draft?"He asked looking up."Of course, it'll be longer when we really write it, but how's that idea?"

Kurumi listened as Adam read aloud what he had written. "Do you think directly asking them about Hogwarts might be....too forward? Maybe you can start by asking if they are a wizard or witch too. We are, after all, just assuming that they are." Kurumi smiled. She kind of sounded smart right there. Must have been all those mystery books she had read.

"You're more smarter than me- so I'll listen to your input...and I didn't think about that ahead of time...Imagine us telling this person about Hogwarts and being a witch or wizard and they tell the Government on us..."Adam thought out. He bent over and stracthed out the "Did you go to Hogwarts" part and asked "Are you a witch or wizard or related to one in your family?" "There does that sound better but not too forward."Adam said looking up.

Kurumi giggled. "I'm not sure I would say I am smarter. I'm just more motivated to study," she clarified as she looked over the changes they had made. "You should probably give them some information...," she said a little nervously. "If you only ask questions and don't give them any answers, they probably will stop contacting. They did say that they wanted to get to know you." Kurumi wondered if an owl could carry a cookie along with a letter to Mr./Ms./Mrs. Mysterious person...

"Ok."He said thinking about some very basic information on himself. "I'm Adam and I am currently at a school in England..A school not many people but certain TYPES of people can go to, it's very exclusive...I'm very young in age and I am very confused when it comes to emotions and classes, classes here are very confusing..."He looked up."I think that should keep Alex thinking...Wait, how are we gonna send it back- we don't know a address or name? Do you think they'd be near my house again and just summon it or something or grab it..."
That would be the problem should Adam sen it to his parents so that Alex could have a chance to catch it again?

Kurumi nodded. The information Adam had included was insightful enough without giving away too much about his location or who he was exactly. "That's a good question," she said as she sat down on one of the crates. "This Alex intercepted your letter when you were sending it to your parents, right? But the school owl came back with their letter, right?" She felt like she was onto something. "Maybe, you don't know where they are...but the owl that brought the letter back must." She looked up. There must be hundreds of owls flying around.

Adam thought that Kurumi was thinking about finding the Owl that he had used to send it to his parents.He looked up the room, seeing all the owls hooting and flying into different compartments. Then he remembered it."It was dark brown, it had a broken leg and it's ear, it's ear had a lighting bolt on it...But to find it would take a million years...Are the school owls named?Maybe if they are we can just call it?"

Kurumi tilted her head. "Name...what could you name an owl with a lighting bolt on it...Bolt? Flash? Harry Potter?..." she called up to the owls.

The instant Kurumi called out Bolt , a owl hooted softly and swooped down to them.Adam held out his hand for Bolt and peted it's round head, examining the ear."There it is, a bolt..."Adam said, he attached the letter on the leg and walked to the window so the owl wouldn't have to fly as much..."Go to Oxfordshire- to my parents house...The rest will happen on it's own..."Adam told it."Let's hope this works..."He told Kurumi, watching it fly away.

Kurumi had to admit she was a little disappointed that the owl did not have a more unique name but, if that had been the case, they could have been in there for days trying to find the owl. "Good luck, Bolt" she called out to the owl as it vanished in the distance. "I hope you get some answers you are looking for," she smiled at Adam "I hope this Alex helps you feel complete."

"Complete.Complete."Adam repeated to himself. Remembering how he had always told everyone that he felt like a part of him was missing and he needed to be complete because he had a hole in his heart."Thanks for the help...I would have probably revealed everything about myself, if it weren't for you."

Kurumi giggled. "Just being your best friend," she said with a wink. While she still felt really nervous about who this person could turn out to be, she was glad that the very idea of this person was giving Adam some hope.

Another smirk on the girl's face, "I think ve vill all like that" but then shook her head, "I vould rather have you practice, so vhen I vin I knoe I von against the vest" or one of the best, or at least won against someone who did prepare themselves before the tournament.

Finally! The owl seemed to become of the task ahead and allowed Danika to make sure her letter was safely tied for the long ride.

Her eyes followed the owl before it disappeared.

The third letter will be sent when she finishes it, and that wasn't happen in here.

Danika smiled, "I see. So, Pretty Voy Fletcher, is there anything I should ve on the lookout for? Tournament-wise?" she asked, an eyebrow slightly raised.

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Another smirk on the girl's face, "I think ve vill all like that" but then shook her head, "I vould rather have you practice, so vhen I vin I knoe I von against the vest" or one of the best, or at least won against someone who did prepare themselves before the tournament.

Finally! The owl seemed to become of the task ahead and allowed Danika to make sure her letter was safely tied for the long ride.

Her eyes followed the owl before it disappeared.

The third letter will be sent when she finishes it, and that wasn't happen in here.

Danika smiled, "I see. So, Pretty Voy Fletcher, is there anything I should ve on the lookout for? Tournament-wise?" she asked, an eyebrow slightly raised.

Fletcher was.... having a little bit of trouble understanding Danika, to be honest. Her accent was just so thick and whether it was intentional or not, he found himself staring at her lips to better understand her.

But they were lovely lips too, he had to admit.

"Oh.... that makes sense," he agreed slowly. Slowly, since it did take a while to comprehend what she was saying. "Would you want to practice with me, then? Make me better?"

He tapped his fourth envelope on the palm of his hand and made a noncommittal 'hmmm' sound. "Is this your attempt to get me to tell you my strengths? Hmm? Or what should I be on the lookout from you?"

That was the trick. Get her to talk about herself. Who didn't like doing that?

Of course it did. Everything a Durmstrang student said made sense. Always.

The girl tilted her head to one side, and then laughed. No, she didn't think of him as funny, but there was something in the way he said things that was just simply hilarious. "I vould love to make you vetter" there was a small wink after that, "Vut, do you think it necessary?" she didn't need to waste any time, really.

Now, she had to hand it over to Pretty Boy Fletcher. He was a clever one.

"Perhaps" she shrugged, he was still needing to send that letter, didn't he? "Or perhaps I am only curious" true, maybe she was only curious as to why the Goblet of Fire had chosen him.

"I guess neither of us vill knoe that" she smiled, because she was not telling him anything. Zitnik will entirely disapprove. Not that it truly mattered, after all, they weren't going to focus on the opponents strengths or weaknesses. You were supposed to focus on your own strength.

She had no weaknesses, anyway.

"It can't hurt, can it?" Fletcher shrugged. "I think it would be interesting dueling with someone who hasn't been educated by the same professors as me, for example. I'm certain you have some techniques and style that I have probably never seen."

He nearly wiggled his eyebrows as he said this last sentence but caught himself just in time. That probably wasn't the way to get Danika to take him seriously as a competitor.

"Perhaps," he echoed the girl from up North and tucked his last letter into his back pocket. He hadn't even been entirely certain he wanted to send that one and as it seemed to get progressively darker outside, Fletcher decided against sending it at all.... for now. "Are you finished here?" he asked Danika, casting one last glance about the owlery.

There was something...it can't hurt, unless it goes as her last duel, then he'll get hurt. Evil grin. "It is" she nodded, agreeing with him, "Tell me vhen and I vill meet you up" or down, really, because the training room was downstairs. Everything was downstairs.

And he was probably thinking on doing something else, based on the uncertainty held on his face. Whatever, Danika paid little attention to that.

Perhaps. And no one will ever know. Interesting.

She could feel the letter in her pocket. But, yes, she was pretty much done. Unless...well, she can still wait for him to leave and then finish it quickly and...it seemed like too much. "I am" she said, with a nod.

Katie walked into the room, she had her owl on her shoulder, she wanted to send a letter to her parents, she gave the letter to her owl "My parents" Katie said, she didn't have to say where, just who, her owl as one of kind.

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There was something...it can't hurt, unless it goes as her last duel, then he'll get hurt. Evil grin. "It is" she nodded, agreeing with him, "Tell me vhen and I vill meet you up" or down, really, because the training room was downstairs. Everything was downstairs.

And he was probably thinking on doing something else, based on the uncertainty held on his face. Whatever, Danika paid little attention to that.

Perhaps. And no one will ever know. Interesting.

She could feel the letter in her pocket. But, yes, she was pretty much done. Unless...well, she can still wait for him to leave and then finish it quickly and...it seemed like too much. "I am" she said, with a nod.

"Excellent!" Fletcher rubbed his hands together merrily. "I'll... owl you then... or something...." he trailed off with a glance around the owlery, not really looking forward to another hike up here just to send her a note. Maybe he could just charm a bit of parchment to fly like an airplane and find Danika. Sure.

He waited for her response and then nodded. "Me too. I can walk back with you if you'd like...."

Twas the polite thing to do.

Ginny had walked into the Owlery. She was looking for her owl and waiting for her friend Jade to come since they were going to write to there families about how they were and the Room Of Requirement they had just found about a day ago. She had got out her some parchment and her quill from her bag as she started to write her letter.

Jade arrived at the Owlery and was looking for her friend Ginny. She had been longing to write a letter to her parents since she had discovered the Room of Requirment. She walked inside for the first time and looked at the whole place, it was beautiful. Then to her right she spotted her friend Ginny who was already writing her letter.