Owls would be the best option, they're more loyal than a pigeon could ever be. But I reckon I'm biased. Maybe if Sir Weatherby was a bit less nocturnal, I'd have him on my shoulder now to complete the look. But he'd be offended, I think.

[Ginny shakes her head with a brief flash of a smile, bright against the beginnings of a sunburn and her thousand freckles, and she leaps lightly onto the wall and crosses her legs to get comfortable.]

And you. [She glances over at him, head cocked.] You've a funny concept of appropriate ways to pass time.