I like to think of my birthday as bittersweet. Sweet, because it was the day I met Draco, all those years ago... Bitter, because I lost my parents that day. They were coming back home from work, when a drunk driver crashed into them headfirst. It happened while I was with Draco. I hope it didn't hurt too much for them, that it was quick and painless.

I was walking home from school with Draco, when we saw two owls in the air.

"Look," I pointed up at them. "That's odd. Owls are nocturnal, aren't they?"

Draco laughed. "Don't ask me, you're that animal expert here." He squinted. "Hey look, they've got something in their beaks. Who ever heard of messenger owls?"