You've Got Mail!

Posts : 821 Stats : 271 Join date : 2011-06-22

A tan and brown owl landed on the windowsill, hooting and scratching at the glass to be let in from the cold, a roll of parchment tied to one leg.

Healer Posts : 65 Stats : 26 Join date : 2013-05-18

It was quite quiet at the moment. No one was skipping class as they waited for Beauxbaton and Durmstrang to arrive and the few students that were in the Hospital Wing were napping, reading or chatting to each other. He knew how bored people could get while ill and put them all next to each other rather then having them strain themselves too much as they combated their boredom.
His robes were still a bit stiff and starchy for his taste but there had been no robes for a male Head Nurse when Derek had arrived. This new order chaffed against the back of his neck and he was forced to unbutton a few buttons just to breathe without getting a rash around his throat. When he made his rounds, the collar shifted with each step he took and he had to just hope that the House-elves would be able to help when he had time to call on them for it. Maybe tonight. As he turned, it rubbed even more harshly against his skin. Definitely tonight after the feast.

The owl's tapping at the window grabbed his attention and he hurried over to let it in before the students started craning their necks to see what it was. Very bad considering one person was in a neck-brace. A small gust of air rushed in as it opened enough for the owl to come in. He left the window open. The room needed a bit of fresh air anyways.

Posts : 821 Stats : 271 Join date : 2011-06-22

The owl walked onto the desk and held out her leg with the parchment attached.

Spoiler:

((You can say if the owl leaves or not))

Healer Posts : 65 Stats : 26 Join date : 2013-05-18

He swiftly untied the letter from the owl's leg, quite glad that it had chosen to land away from the neat pile of paper on his desk. Derek really preferred his paperwork to be free of owl prints and feathers, not to mention the chance that someone who later handled it could be allergic or asthmatic which would not end very well at all. Fortunately, none of his current patients were allergic to owls or asthmatic and so receiving mail while working made him feel a little less guilty. Maybe he shouldn't go to the feast after all. But then this would be the first Triwizard tournament he'd ever seen and Derek didn't want to miss that. Besides, all the staff were supposed to be present and he had been assured by the house-elves that some would keep watch over the patients and summon him at any signs of trouble.

Sadly, he didn't have any owl treats and ended up giving the owl a bit of chicken from his lunch. It deserved a reward for doing it's job well after all. The Healer grinned as he saw who the letter was from. Since it had been a while since they met, Derek had vaguely wondered if she lost his post-box number. At least she knew he would be here when the school semester began.

He wrote out a quick reply before re-attaching it to the owl's leg and sending it off to Mary. His handwriting wasn't the best, but he did try to be more legible then usual.

To Mary Black: