The Owl Post (Open)

Charlotte walked up the stairs to the Owlry with a frown. She didn't want to but she had to send her weekly letter to her mother.

Mother,

I'm doing good. Not that you care. Classes are great and I've been sleeping and eating well. How's James doing in muggle school? I hope he's doing great! I was hoping if you'd allow me to buy him an owl for this upcoming Christmas so he can learn how to owl already. I'm sure he'll enjoy it.

How's dad? I hope he's doing great! How's the job coming along for him? Is he okay? Has he gotten sick?

Well... I hope to hear your response soon.

Charlotte.

Once Charlotte read it over twice, she grabbed one of the school owl's and tied the parchment to it's foot.

"Take it to the West Mansion in Manchester," She said as she let the owl go.

She groaned, "I should have asked for a new broom."