Cass grabbed hold of the nearest Owl, around the neck.
"Oh, crap, sorry," she said as she readjusted her hold. Instead, the owl was having none of it, and shrugged her off him, only to sit on her shoulder.
Hmph.
"Right," she said blearily. "I need you to send me this. It needs to go to Uncle Bargy- or Ollivander. You know his shop in Diagon, right?"
The owl- which by some strange coincidence was called Bradley, just like her frog at home- hooted loudly, making her ears ring, and echo around the owlery. Nibbling affectionally at her outstretched finger, he bit onto the heavy letter and took off into the sunrise.
Cass looked at her scribbled, untidy version.
Uncle Bargy. Things are good, I've only fallen out of a tree just the once, and volentarily fallen onto a ghost. So only one sprained ankle.
Hows the business going without me? I know you've coped for ages without my dogs body, but I like to think you're walking aimlessly around the shop without me.
Made a few friends, but I'm not sure where i fit in really. Not made any enemies yet, though. Which is good news.
Most people are muggle born here, which is weird, apparantly this means there is an increase in non-magical families giving birth to wizards. Strange.
Hufflepuff are in the lead on house points. We're third. Oh, I forgot to say- I'm in Ravenclaw! Just like you!
The dinners are lovely, the teachers are funny and interesting, and discipline us- something I need. Things are fine. Let me know how things are.
-Cassopeia.
Decent.
"Oh, crap, sorry," she said as she readjusted her hold. Instead, the owl was having none of it, and shrugged her off him, only to sit on her shoulder.
Hmph.
"Right," she said blearily. "I need you to send me this. It needs to go to Uncle Bargy- or Ollivander. You know his shop in Diagon, right?"
The owl- which by some strange coincidence was called Bradley, just like her frog at home- hooted loudly, making her ears ring, and echo around the owlery. Nibbling affectionally at her outstretched finger, he bit onto the heavy letter and took off into the sunrise.
Cass looked at her scribbled, untidy version.
Uncle Bargy. Things are good, I've only fallen out of a tree just the once, and volentarily fallen onto a ghost. So only one sprained ankle.
Hows the business going without me? I know you've coped for ages without my dogs body, but I like to think you're walking aimlessly around the shop without me.
Made a few friends, but I'm not sure where i fit in really. Not made any enemies yet, though. Which is good news.
Most people are muggle born here, which is weird, apparantly this means there is an increase in non-magical families giving birth to wizards. Strange.
Hufflepuff are in the lead on house points. We're third. Oh, I forgot to say- I'm in Ravenclaw! Just like you!
The dinners are lovely, the teachers are funny and interesting, and discipline us- something I need. Things are fine. Let me know how things are.
-Cassopeia.
Decent.