Time with the Owls

Zoe entered the owlery. She didn't really need to send an owl to anyone but she just wanted to spend some time here. She looked around. It was early morning. The sun light shined through the open glassless windows. She looked at the wall full of school owls. There was so many. She had forgotten how many they did have. Then she turned to look at the other wall. The wall of student owls. Even more impressive.

Zoe walked toward the open window looking down at the ground. Just then she heard footsteps coming up.

Zoe turned to see who it was coming up the owlery. She knew that this was a popular spot but didn't really pay attention to when people came up. The only reason she was inside was because of the rain. As the girl entered the room Zoe looked at her. She had no idea who it was. "Hi." Zoe said trying to be nice.

Zoe looked at the girl. "Yea its here, the kitchen or empty classroom. Depends on what I'm doing. Otherwise I'm other there." Zoe pointed. She loved the grounds and would do almost anything to be out there. "I just wished it would stop. Can't draw when its pouring down raining." Zoe said as she laid her hand on her drawbook that was laying on the small windowsill beside her. "You never know I might get inspired by someone over there." Zoe said laughing as she pointed toward the wall of owls.

Zoe laughed a little. The girls comment proved that she knew nothing of drawing. Zoe didn't share them with just anyone but a few had seen them. "Have you ever tried to draw when it was raining. The paper gets wet and is ruined. I draw any and everything." Zoe said throwing her hands up as if to stress the fact. "I do nature, objects, people. Pretty much everything. Water isn't a good thing for paper. Imgaine reading during a down pour. What would happen to the pages of a book?" Zoe figured she would understand that example. She was a ravenclaw after all. She could tell that by her robes.

Zoe looked at the girl as she introduced herself to Zoe. "Oh, hi. I'm Zoe. Zoe Weasley." Zoe said with a very small smile. "You never know." Zoe told them.

Zoe looked at Clair then back out the window into the rain. "I'm not like the rest of the Weasley's if that is what that look was for. Trust me I get shoved in with them all the time. But trust me I am nothing like the rest of my family. I pride myself on that fact. Other than my brother and father, I can't really stand the rest of the Weasley clan. The Potters are almost as hard to deal with as the Weasleys." Zoe told her. Not that this girl cared anything about anything that she had just said but Zoe felt better by saying it. She hated her family. Hated them with a huge passion.

Zoe found herself looking at the girl. She shook her head trying to clear it for a moment. What was the question she had asked her. Oh, why was I here. "Guess just a change of scenery. Tired of the library and I am not all that hungry. And it's too quiet for my other place." Zoe told her shrugging her shoulders. "Honestly I don't know. Just walking about I guess. Too bored to stay in one spot."