I Am Lacerta - Reposted for the Watty Awards 2011

I Am Lacerta Chapter 57

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I Am Lacerta Chapter 57

I enjoyed the feeling of freefalling for several seconds before snapping back to my senses and morphing effortlessly to a golden eagle for effect - I had to put on a good show if Miss I'm-So-Amazing was watching. 

I then spiralled upwards and towards the window that I knew was Fred and George's dorm room, I morphed my hand and waved it to the left, opening the window. I then flew straight in, morphing back just before I hit the ground. 

I walked towards Fred's bed, feeling a very strong sense of déjà vu - I had been in this exact same place several months before. I placed the package on Fred's bed, then smirked and put it on George's bed. George didn't cheat on me, I thought childishly, he's probably more trustworthy. I looked around the messy room and saw a scrap of parchment and a spare quill next to Lee's bed. 

I picked them up and wrote:

Fred and George (and possibly Lee),

Here are the ingredients - I went to great troubles to get them for you (the wound in my back didn't heal itself) so you better make the best damned pranks the wizarding world has ever seen. Enjoy,

Lacerta xx

I smirked, folded it in half and placed it on top of the package. I dropped the quill where I'd left it and walked towards the door - not even sparing a glance back at the package. I opened the door quickly, but before I left through it, I waved my hand to the right and the window slammed shut. 

I walked down stairs through the Gryffindor Common Room and towards the portrait hole. I opened it and stepped through. I smirked as I saw Hermione standing shell-shocked by the window, looking out frantically. 

I slammed the portrait hole and her head snapped round, her eyes filled with fear.

"What the hell just happened?" she asked, trying to keep her voice level but failing miserably - her tone gaining an octave.

"I just delivered my package, not that it's any of your business." I looked at her hands and saw her book in them. "Well I see we've both gotten what we wanted from this trip to Gryffindor Tower - so let's be on our way..." I said, beginning to head off.

"Wait just a second." Hermione snapped shrilly. I smirked then turned around slowly and said:

"Yes your holy Prefect-ness." I said sarcastically.

"Are you an animagus? I swear I won't tell anyone if you are, I'm just-"

"Nosy? My, my, Severus was right about you... Miss. Know-It-All, aren't we." I snapped and she looked taken aback. I softened my tone. "As it were, I'm not an animagus."

"But-"

"I'm not an animagus, but -I am a metamorphmagus, I think your familiar with the term - you sure as hell seemed to know about it when you advised my cousin as to what Draco Malfoy was like - that failed miserably by the way in case you were wondering. See, you're not such a perfect know-it-all after all, hm?" I said smirking.