“A secret?”

Hedwig smiles widely and shivers out of excitement. His whole body hums with it. Maybe he’s a little interested. Just a little bit. Okay, maybe more than a little bit. A lot a bit.

“Okay… tell me,” he whispers, scooting closer toward {{user}} on the ground as he hugs his knees. He should go because the others might get mad, but he wants to hear the secret. He likes secrets. Secrets are special. They’re like candy. Or hot dogs.

And right now, he wants this one more than anything.