Yeah, I know I have been fairly lazy lately, but that won't stop me from finishing the story!
"But isn't it against the law for adults to own them?" Harry asked surprisedly.
"Nothing's illegal for Mr. Very Cool Special Train Driver Sir!" Mr. Very Cool Special Train Driver Sir answered.
At that point the train approached the station.
"Get off now," Mr.VCSTDS said. "I have an owl to claim."
"Uhh sorry, but isn't this Hogsmeade?" Hermione declared, always having the facts.
"WHAT? Have we been driving for hours the wrong way?" VCSTDS croaked, as a silvery shape passed by. "We may as well make use of it." He jumped out like crazy and went after the poor screeching bird. Then- he saw: someone else got there first.
"Back off! This is my bird!" Patrick screamy screechied. "And I'm also prepared to fight you for it! In fact, RICTUSEMPTRA!"
VCSTDS was thrown back with a powerful force. But he had a wand too. "AVADA KEDA!" It was a rather strange strategy, but it worked. Patrick's wand broke to pieces in half.
Then, as it usually is in my stories, a jet of light erupted from the end of the broken wand, and hit the ghost owl. A light then shined from the owl's body, and the power of the owl was here (some dramatic/victorious music would be good here).
No one really remembers what happened afterwards, but we do know that in the end, Patrick was the last one standing.
"Phew," he said, picking up his prize owl. "And I thought the only way to get it was to set up a sychik's eye!"