[owlry]Edge of the Window[open]

[Ping Yan Lin]

Ping was in the owlery. She liked it up here. The birds had much to say, but some of it was just jibber jabber. Ping didn't mind though. It was very interesting to hear. She'd also made a few friends up in the owlery. Owls, but no people. She found it hard to make friends, but she didn't know why.

She was sitting on the window cil, legs out swinging merily, an owl was pirched on her arm. She knew that if she wasn't careful that she would fall, but right now she didn't care. She was happy and felt that nothing could go wrong.

As she sat she listened to the owl talk. He had many stories, but Ping was not fuly listening. She was also in her own thoughts... (sometimes a dangerous thing for Ping)

[Ginny Weasley]

The redhead happily walked through the corridors, one place in mind. Lately she spent t a lot of her days in the owlry, listening to the owls, or delivering mail. Today however she was going up there to find am owl to send a letter to her parents. With so much going on in Hogwarts she was happy to get away at least for a little while.

Walking slowly up the stone steps, she walked in and right off the start something was different, inside was a girl. She was younger by the looks of it, and seemed to be half there. Smiling she walked in, trying not to scare her. Speaking softly when she was close enough, "Hello there, Mind if I join you?" was what left, as she indicated the small spot beside the girl.

[Ping Yan Lin]

The owl pirched on her arm immediately stopped it's chitter chatter and flew away. Ping frowned when this happened, as the sound of his voice was rather soothing, but she was excited to hear a new voice. It was that of a girl, though she didn't know who. She was slightly excited to meet someone knew, as this didn't happen very often, but she was also slightly afraid of being judged.

Lowering her arm Ping said to the girl's left hand "Please Do."

Ping couldn't see the girl, so like with everything she guessed where her face was. She was usually off by a ton, but no one had ever mentioned it. Well not usually. There was the odd rude person who couldn't keep their mouth shut, but Ping didn't mind the insults that much. She'd found it was better just to take it calmly.

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny felt the girls hand on her left hand and then it clicked in her mind. Smiling to her self she decided to speak, "Thanks a lot." Then she shook the girls hand that was still on hers. "I'm Ginny Weasley"

Then as she dropped the younger girl's hand she took a seat on the widow cil. It overlooked everything from the lake to the forest. Smiling slightly she looked back up to the girl. "Do you come here often?" was what she asked.

[(Sorry for the bad post)]

[Ping Yan Lin]

[(It's ok I do those all the time. This one is cos i gotta go.)]

Ping let her hand drop. She looked out into nowhere. Or she 'looked'. She couldn't actually see what she was looking at, of course. The girl was very kind she realized. Ginny she said her name was. Ping figured she should probably introduce herself. Her mouth was dry from being closed and doing nothing but listening. But she found her voice and said:

"I'm Ping. And yes, I come here all the time. I like to listen to everything around me. It's so peaceful. The owls always use such great detail to discribe the landscape. They've flown very far you know."

[Ginny Weasley]

Her eyes stayed on the scenery until the girl spoke to her. Ginny nodded, "Well its a pleasure meeting up up here." she responded before her eyes moved to the birds flying around them. She continued listening, taking in each word said by the younger girl.

A giggle escaped her parted lips. The birds have probably flown to marvelous places, nothing like anyone sees around here, and at great heights. "I bet they can describe everything to as perfect as they really are," she said happily with an agreeing nod. Thinking fora second she let her chocolate brown eyes stay on the girl. "So what house are you in?"

[Ping Yan Lin]

"I'm so glad I've met you as well" replied Ping. "I don't think I've ever had a friend before. Well, I might have, but I don't remember. Any how, I'd love it if you'd be the first."

Ping was just speaking her mind. She wasn't really talking to anyone. If Ginny was listening, that would surely be a nice thing, but she didn't expect her to be. No one usually listened to her, and if they did they usually didn't care or didn't want to. Let's face it. Ping was kind of weird, and a bit up in space.

But hearing Ginny agree with her made Ping smile. Usually when Ping talked about talking to birds or other animals people thought she was crazy. Maybe she was, but there was no evidence. Pings eyes remained blindly scanning the landscape as Ginny talked. Birds were truely marveous creatures, and the places they went to were even better. Ping new this because Ginny was right. They could descripbe everything as perfect as it really was.

Hearing Ginny's question Ping answered: "I'm a second year Ravenclaw. Though, it only feels like my first year. What about you?"

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny smiled at the girl as she continued to talk. Picking up every word keeping her honey brown eyes on the scenery. "Well Ping, I'd love to be our first friend" she said proudly toward the girl, though a bit taken back in her mind that a girl like her had no friends, at least not in her own house.

Smiling slightly she looked at the birds in the owlery and nodded when she said she was a second year. "Second, year, thats cool, all the magic happens from second year up." she said confirming it with a small giggle. "I'm a Sixth year" she said happily, her eyes leaving the girl and watching a few owls fly in the distance. Thinking slightly she looked at the Ravenclaw, "So do you have any pets?" curiosity spiking her words.