Accidents Happen
Today was the day the owl with my OWL results was supposed to be coming.
I was impatient - understandably, of course. Just like my mum had said, this was my future. I was taking NEWT classes next year, which was exciting and unbelievable at the same time.
My sister rolled her eyes at me. "Why is it a big deal, anyway? OWL results are OWL results. If you think you did good on all your exams, then you probably did."
I said nothing. I didn't quite understand her blasé attitude towards grades - she was a Ravenclaw too, after all.
She gave me a pathetic glance, before ruffling around the pantry to find a cookie for herself.
It was only ten minutes later when the owl swooped through the open kitchen window.
This was it.
word count: 134 prompt: one drabble must be writtten in first person