"Of course," Draco shrugged. Some people thought of the things as pets, but his owl was just a means of communication. He'd had it since first year, and hadn't ever thought twice about it. He wondered absently what the thing did when he didn't need it, but didn't care so long as it was there when he did.
"And the journals, which seem a bit faster, if still ridiculously like writing in a diary."