Grace had been trying not to send too many letters to Caleb. She didn't want to overload him, and she didn't want to look too clingy too. But being away from him was hard. She missed him a lot. She literally couldn't wait till christmas when she could see him again. The seventh year smiled to herself as she headed up to the owlery to send her weekly letter. She wanted to keep Caleb up to date with everything that was happening in her life.

Heading into the owlery, she called down her owl, and smiled, petting it gently. "Hey Snow drop" The murmured to the white owl, as she headed over to the wooden desk so she could attach her letter to the owl.

Prefect Paton was on patrol. There was still some time before curfew actually started, but it never hurt to give those still wandering about a heads-up. Deciding to start with the owlery, the blond entered the tower from the corridor and leisurely walked up the stairs. He was mostly there to check in on Pancake and quickly feed him some owl treats. It was doubtful that there would be anyone at the top of the West Tower at this hour, especially with it being a lot cooler there during this time of the year.

But lo and behold, he wasn't the only person paying a visit to the owl's room. The moment he entered and hooting sounds filled his ears, he noticed a figure standing in the moonlight. The figure's back was turned to him, but Frankie could tell that the person was female. A rather short female at that. He quickly adjusted his badge so that it was clearly visible and coughed to get her attention.

"Isn't it a bit late to be sending out owls? Curfew is coming up, so I suggest you start heading back to your common room." Yes, miss, that was a warning.

Grace knew that she needed to be fast. It was nearly curfew, and she didn't need to be caught out of bed. She knew she still had enough time to get back down to the common room. If she was fast and didn't get distracted. But she'd wrote all of her letter, so she was pretty sure that there were going to be no distractions. Grace carefully tied the letter to Snowdrop's leg. "Go straight to Caleb. Don't get lost on the way...." Grace murmured, stroking the owl, before letting the owl fly away. She hoped to get a reply from Caleb soon.

Hearing someone cough behind her Grace jumped, she hadn't been expecting someone to be up here. But as she heard the voice she knew who it was. "Don't worry Prefect Paton. I'll be back before Curfew...." The older Paton murmured, and she spun around and grinned at her brother. "Good to see you taking your duties seriously Frankie"

He wished the owls didn't hoot so much. It would have been nice to clearly hear whoever was there in the owlery with him. He had a feeling that she was taking to one of the owls, telling it where to go and all of that. It would have made identifying the person a lot easier. But all he had to go off of was the back of her head and the snowy owl that suddenly flew away.

What were the contents of that letter? Was someone up to something? He wouldn't mind a little excitement.

Frankie smirked a little when the girl jumped. Success! But the smirk quickly dissipated when the girl spun around, grinning up at him. It was his sister. Well, that was rather anticlimactic. Thanks, Grace, for being Grace. "I'm a man of responsibility now," he said, though really he wasn't too serious about being a prefect. Only when it mattered most was he actually serious. "And you're writing love letters to Caleb." It wasn't a question. He knew that was what she was doing up here. "The poor bloke must be getting hundreds of them a day."

Grace wasn't exactly happy to see her brother. They didn't get along too well. Or well it was more that they had a relationship where they just annoyed each other. It had been like that when they were little too. But she loved him. Of course she did. He was her brother. She just wasn't going to admit it any time soon. Of course not. That would just go to Frankie's head. And that really did not need to happen.

"I know. Even if Ma didn't know how you even got that badge." Gracie reminded, grinning at him. "But she'd be proud of you. And dad." So Grace was glad he was doing his job properly. She'd have to owl and tell her mom. Maybe they could send Franke in a treat. Grace laughed, rolling her eyes. "Like I have time to be writing hundreds of letters." She had her NEWTs this year remember, and she was having to pass them. So most of the time she was studying. She wanted to get really good grades so she could get into the yati program.

"I'm only sending one a week actually..." She corrected, nodding. "How's your girlfriend?"

The Gryffindor couldn't help but snort when Grace mentioned that their mum didn't know how he winded up getting the badge. To be honest, he hadn't quite understood why either. But Flammy obviously saw something in him, and his grades, except for that History of Magic grade, did improve in comparison to previous years. So he must've been doing something right. "We know I got it because I'm awesome. Duh."

He then whistled for his owl as he rummaged through his pocket for some owl treats while Grace continued talking. Soon Pancake flew down from his perch and gently landed on his shoulder. Frankie glanced over at his sister and rolled his eyes when she mentioned that she only sent one letter to Caleb a week. Riiiiiiight.

Pancake quickly snatched the treat the blond held out for him as Frankie opened his mouth to comment on the frequency Grace wrote to her boyfriend, but the subject was abruptly changed. How rude. "She's doing great. Lots of snogging," he replied with a smirk and a brow wiggle, hoping she'd not want to linger on the topic very long with that information out there.

Tory was sitting off in the corner of the Owlery. Parchment and Quill in hand. His Small Elf Owl Spitfire not to far off nibbling on some Owl Treats the young lion had given him moments ago.

He scratched his Quill in his hair before dipping it in the ink and began writing a letter to his Father. Detailing as much as he could of everything that happened since School Started. The Ugly Hag on the Train who was also his Divination Professor, The Food Fight and Learning that Uncle Julien would be teaching him Charms at school. The Said Charms class and the Rivalry he had formed with some snooty Ravenclaw Girl. The Ghost in the Astronomy Tower, and the Astronomy Professor who was his Head of House and how the Man had helped him go farther in obtaining his Goal of Flying without a Broom. He was sure there was so much more he could write to his Father.

He didn't much care that his Dad couldn't read it as he was now too. Because some day, his Dad will wake-up and get to see all the awesome stuff Torrance got to do.

He wouldn't make his father miss a hear beat.

Now was there anything else he could add to this Letter? He looked back up at Spitfire and pondered a bit longer.

Kat had a letter. A very important letter to send home. It was of the most importance that it was send as soon as possible. But it wasn't nearly was important as the permission slip for dueling club. That was really what was important here.

She threw some owl treats in her pocket and headed to the owlery. She wasn't going to use her small owlet, chacha to send this. She would take forever to fly home. She was using Phillips owl, which was much faster. Bigger was faster. It made sight, right.

Heading into the owlery Kat, spotted Tory. Who was sitting on the corner. She walked over to him. "Hey, Tory? Why are you writing in here?"

He finished the letter and began reading it over. From time to time Tory would be so into writing his letters to Dad he would get so into it he'd forget a word or two or three. He's know what he was writing, he's sound it out all in his head. Just his hand would be moving faster than his brain and word may be skipped here and there.

He did spot that words were missing so he would throw in a little arrow where the missing word should be and scribble it in as tightly as he could above the very large lettering he was known to write in.

He was just about finished with that when he heard a familiar voice. He turned his head up and saw Katerina looming over him. "Hi Kat." Big smile on his face, Kat was always fun to be around. "Just writing a letter for my Dad." he nodded as he began folding the paper up to fit in it's envelop.

After having his lunch, he made his way to the owlery. He thought he needed to send his mother at least one letter. She deserved it I mean he wasn't that busy. I mean if you consider being busy like exploring the castle or hanging out with friends. Nah not really. He made his way all the way to the top and he saw owls all ready to be used. He saw there was parchment and quills and he thought about what to say. He could tell her that he was doing well in some classes. He nodded and began to write and noticed there was parchment with owl droppings on it.

Errrrghhhhh......

He threw it out and walked over to the other side with no owls and began to start writing yet again.

There was a muffled rush of feet on the other side of the doorway before a swift creeeeaaaaaking sound gave way to a BANG!

That was the door hitting something behind it.

And there goes all the startled owls hooting and flapping their wings, adding more feather and dander and poop in the air. Let it snow let it snow let it snowwwwww....

"Cooooool Owlery."

Obviously Tenacius hasn’t been here before. Never had to, what with the way he communicates with his folks. He looked up in the air and found all the owls and the stuff falling to be rather entertaining. And the echoing that was the best part

"Hellooooo!" Hellooo... hello...ello..elo...

As Colt was deciding on what to write to his parents, he heard someone come up here. He turned around to see who was making the ruckus. He grinned and he seemed to be a newbie. "It is pretty cool isn't it?" he asked him with a little amusement in his voice. He heard him try to echo his voice in here and he chuckled even more. "I take it this is your first time?" Look at you Winchester stating the obvious. "Are you a first year to this school?" he asked. I mean he had to ask in case he made the wrong assumption.

Right after being released from the Hospital Wing Kitty made her way to the Owlery. She had to write to her mother about the Hag. Tomorrow the whole terrible episode would probably be in the Daily Prophet, and Kitty wanted to tell her first. She hurried around the corner into the Owlery, almost bumping into other students in the process.

But after the first two sentences, she got writers block. It could have been an easy to write, but Kitty didn't know how to phrase certain things. She couldn't decide yet whether she wanted to describe in full detail the already traumatic event, or downplay it. Her fear was that her mother get worried and pull her out of school - away from all her friends and enroll her in a different school. That would be terrible. But Kitty loved telling stories, and this was a true story that she had been involved in.

"GAA!!"Kitty screamed in frustration, not caring if anyone heard.

Julia was up in the Owlery because... well, she didn't have her own owl, and how else was she going to tell her parents that they needed to ship her her maths kit ASAP? Honestly, if she was asked to guess at a measurement one more time...

She'd just finished bribing a particularly dependable-looking owl down from its perch when she heard the frustrated scream. Since the owl seemed to be giving her a look that suggested it wouldn't return if she sent it off empty-taloned, she finished securing the letter to its leg, gave it some food, and carried it (admittedly with some difficulty, as it was absurdly heavy for a creature with hollow bones) to the window.

Then, she went to see what the screaming was all about.

"...Kitty? What's wrong?" Had an owl pecked her? She suspected that would be a nasty surprise.

Kitty's screaming had startled some of the owls, causing them to flap their wings and hoot at her in rebuke. She sighed and crumpled up her paper, throwing it into the basket next to her.

But the owls were not the only ones who had heard her screaming. "Oh hi Julia." Kitty tried to smile at her friend, but she had been here so long that it was hard.

"I'm writing a letter to my mom about how we were almost eaten alive by that monster and her stupid bird. I bet tomorrow it's going to be on the cover of the Daily Prophet, and I don't want her to worry. I'm worried that she might pull me out of Hogwarts when she finds out or that she will come storming in here and try to interview all the teachers and all the students involved." She was a journalist after all, and that seemed like the kind of thing she might do and Kitty was afraid she'd never be able to live down the embarrassment if she did that.

Kitty sighed and tried to get a little distracted. "Are you writing to your parents too?"

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.

the young lioness peeked into the owlery. She decided to send a letter to her mum. She wants to tell her mum that she'll stay at school during christmas break .

Jessie put her hands unconsciously onto her robe pocket where she keep her letter.

Since she has no owl herself, she would using one of school's owl to sending her letter.

Stepped in slowly the young lioness wandering her gaze and her green eyes caught a presence.A young girl around her age was scratching onto her parchment.

Playing with her braiding hair clumsily, Jessie cleared her throat.She never good at greeting someone anyway.

"Umm.. excuse me. Could I borrow school's owl to sending my letter?" "

Mason looked up from her letter and into the green eyes of a shy looking Gryffindor. Gonna have to be nice to the poor girl

Mason gave her a warm smile and pointed towards where the School-Owls resided. "Um, yeah! They're right over there." Mason stood up from where she sat and dusted of her robes before extending her hand to the girl, "I'm Mason. First year."

She gave the girl another smile and titled her head at her, "What've you got there in your robes? A love letter, perchance?" She asked and waggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Don't worry, I won't judge."

She took the girl by the arm and led her towards the School-Owls, "Behold, the most beautiful array of birds to ever be seen," she said sarcastically, "You can choose whatever one you want for that letter of yours."

Hopefully the girl wasn't as shy now that she saw what a clown Mason could be.

Jessie was glad to see the girl gave her warm smile. It means that she was kind girl.

Following her finger Jessie brought her gaze towards the school-owls. But then surprised when the girl extending her hands.

"Hi Mason. I'm Jeslyn. Jessie for short. I'm also a first year from Gryffindor." she said proudly

"N-nooo.... Only regular letter to my mum," Jessie raised her voice in panic. Her face turned into scarlet "How about you,Mason. Wrote for your boyfriend? "

Jessie giggled lowly. She likes to tease other people sometimes.

The young lioness almost striped by her own feet when Mason dragging her into the school-owls. And then she realized something and her face turned into deeper scarlet now

"Hey, promise me to not laughing. But could you help me,Mason?" Jessie avoided Mason eyes "Choose an owl for me and tell me how to send a letter. Ahh..umm...this is my first time."

Okay, Jessie was ready if Mason bursts in laugh.

Mason beamed at the girl again and flipped her hair over her shoulder, "Jess. . . I like that name. Really cute." She told her and gave her a wink.

Mason smirked as Jess turned scarlet, "I'm only teasing! You never said that you didn't have a lover though," she said and elbowed the Gryffindor lightly in the ribs, "Sadly, no. Only to my dear old dad." she added with an exasperated sigh.

"Why would I laugh? There's always a first for everything." she told Jess and gave her another smile, "I'll help you. It's not that hard. Unless you have a lazy owl like I do." She said with a laugh and nodded her head to where Shadow was still sleeping.

"First off, you just need to get one. They're all relatively friendly. So that should be t hard." Mason pointed at the container full of Owl-Treats, "Go get some of those, you'll definitely woo the owl if you give it some snacks."

She likes Mason very much. The way she helps Jessie and tease her made the gryffindor has a sister. It's kinda weird since it was their first meeting.

"Thank you. I also like yours by the way." Jessie smiled. "Could I know what did you write to your dad? I'm sure he'll glad to receiving a letter from his lovely daughter."

To be honest Jessie felt envy with the girl.She's never been communicate with her dad since the accident made her dad collapsed unconsciously. But she didn't let gloomy expression appeared in her face.

"No need to write to my lover " Jessie whispered to the other "I always see him around and observed him eat breakfast in Slytherin table."

It's rare to Jessie to told someone she just meet. But she knew talking with Mason will always fun.


Turned her gaze back at the owls and picked some snacks nervously "Hey Mason, what do you think about that white owl? And should I throw the snack or just feed it to the owls directly? Is it save?"

Jessie feel sorry after gave the girl silly questions.But hey, she was clueless!

"It's not my real name though," she told Jessie, "I have a really silly name actually." Mason scrunched up her nose and sighed. She hated her real name.

Mason beamed at her and pointed back at the discarded parchment that she had left near Shadow. "I got a letter from him this morning at breakfast. He just asked how Hogwarts was and sent me my Permission Slip for Dueling Club. So I'm just writing him a thank you note." she waved her hand dismissively as the Gryffindor called her lovely, "I'm far from lovely, actually. I'm quite horrid."

Mason cocked her head to the side, "Oooo, he's in my House, is he?" she said and gave a chuckle, "What year is he in?" The observing part was a little creepy, but Mason kept her mouth shut.

She looked at the Snowy-Owl Jess was pointing at, it was quite a lovely creature, "My dad has one just like that, Haven, he's named. Sweet old thing, really." she stepped towards the owl and rubbed its beak with the side of her finger. "See? It's harmless!"

Mason nodded, "She's safe." she told Jess, before stepping back to let the girl feed it, "Give her the treat. Open your hand and place the treat in the palm of your hand, let her eat it out of your hand. She'll probably like you a lot more then."

Go on then!

So she has another name ? "Would you tell me your real name?"Oh no. Her curiousity won again. She didn't want to make the other girl feel uncomfortable "But if you don't want then just don't bother to answer it."

Jessie blinking her eyes repeatedly. Her habit when she felt confused "Dueling club? Seemed like many student join iu that club. " she remembered the second year Ava also join in that club.



Jessie couldn't hold herself anymore. She raising her hand and pinch Mason cheek "Aaahh...writing a thanks not is cuteee..." Jessie giggled "Yes he is. Third year Slyterin. Nah, just don't talk about him. Let's finish our letter."

Jessie did what Mason had told her. Her cheeks blushed reddish in excitement when she saw the snowy-owls rubbing it's head to Jessie's hand "Thank you,Mason. I owe you big things."

Mason gave a dismissal wave and looked solemnly at the Gryffindor, "It's Mishenka." she told Jess with a sigh and crossed her arms, "It's Russian. It means ' God Like '." Ughh, she really hated her full name, that was exactly why she had nicknamed herself Mason.

"Yeah, it's really gonna be great!" Mason exclaimed. She was soooo excited to learn how defend herself using not only magic, but brawn as well. "Why didn't you join?"

Mason swatted playfully at Jess' hand as she pinched her check. She wasn't very fond of people touching her face. "Don't you think you're a little too young to already be in a relationship?" Why was everybody her age crushing on somebody? It was just plain confusing to her. . .

Mason gave the girl a thumbs up and a giant smile, "I think she likes you. . ." she chuckled and shook her head, "You don't owe me anything. I'm happy to help!"

See? She could be nice if she wanted to. . .