Hey this is the next chapter, small but needed. Happy reading! xx
Meeting up with Mrs Weasley, I was able to drop off some off the load and finally feel my arms again. Fortune must have been ignoring me because Annabeth wanted an abomination or more commonly known as owls. (Try and remember what HP book/movie that is) They were shitting on me, pecking like nobody's business and one tried to take my eye out with a vicious swing of its wing. After browsing for at least half an hour, my darling wise girl chose a grey, slightly fat and fluffy barn owl. IT HATES MY GUTS!
