Taking a shuddery breath, Fleur pressed the blood quill back to the parchment and signed her name, howling out by the time the "y’ of Weasley shone out in her own, oozing plasma. Harry snatched up the parchment, clicked his fingers, and Disillusioned an owl that had been pliantly perched on his shoulder the whole time. He quickly affixed the letter to a pouch on the owl’s foot, before it took off at some speed.