Howlers In Hogwarts

Howlers for Walberga Black

It was a cold rainy day in London, the wind howled as rain lashed down upon the houses.

Sitting in their warm, heated house, was Walberga and Orion Black, sitting by the fire, just about to order kreacher to deliver a howler to their Gryffindor son Sirius, when another howler beat them to it.

She looked at her husband, who rolled his eyes, and went to put it in the fire. But, as though it had a mind of its own, jumped out of her hand and exploded into load shrieks and laughter in the background.

HEY MOTHER, HEY FATHER! HOWS YOUR SAD LIFE IN LONDON? GRYFFINDOR IS DOING GREAT THANKS, AND I'VE PRANKED MORE THAN A FEW SNAKES, I MANAGED TO GET BELLA, REGGIE, AND SEND A CURSED LETTER TO THAT STUCK UP FIANCÉ OF CISSY'S. HASN'T BEEN THE SAME SINCE, HE HASN'T. MAYBE ITS BECAUSE HE'S RED WITH GOLDEN HAIR, BUT I'M NOT SURE ANYWAYS- OUCH PRONGS! THAT'S MY FOOT-

Walberga had gone red with anger, whereas Orion had bypassed red and gone purple.

-'SUP MR AND MRS BLACK, I THINK YOU MIGHT KNOW MY PARENTS, THE POTTERS? YEAH? ANYWAYS, JUST WANTED TO SAY- OI MOONY, YOU'LL GET YOUR TURN IN A MINUTE- AS I WAS SAYING, I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT IF SIRIUS EVER RECEIVES A HOWLER FROM YOU AGAIN, YOU WILL BE SORRY!

Orion had started trying to wrestle the howler towards the fire, but failing miserably.

A new voice filled the room.

ALSO, YOU TELL YOUR STUPID SLYTHERIN SON OF YOURS TO BACK OFF IF HE KNOWS WHATS GOOD FOR HIM. GOOD DAY.

The howler made a show of exploding, and then ripping itself up into thousands of tiny pieces on the floor.

A loud scream of anger could be heard all across Britain that day. And when it got to Hogwarts, three boys at gryffindor table high-fived each other under the table.