Bad Romance

Agrona

-From your POV-

I woke up to the feeling of small claws on my arm. I guessed it was Viper, so I just kept gently brushing off my arm, but after the third time I opened my eyes and sat up. "Good God woman, calm down I will feed you!" I say, eyes half open.

"That's no way to talk to your pet." a voice says. I nearly fall out of my bed, only catching myself on the bed frame. That caused my eyes to open wider and I turn to the side and see Tom leaning up against the opposite bed, hands in his pockets, emotionless expression as usual. My jaw opens and my face turns into one of disgust.

"Now, WHY are you in my room??" I say, fully sitting up now.

"I came back here for my sweaters." he says. I'm now 3/4 awake and wearing sweatpants and an undershirt. I rub my eyes and swing my legs over the side of the bed and hop to the floor, walking over to my dresser. I pull the drawers open and start shuffling through, looking for his stuff.

"You know, you could've waited for this sometime after 8 AM on a Saturday?" I say to him in my groggy morning voice.

"Maybe. But then I wouldn't have the satisfaction of irritating you." Of course you wouldn't have. I yank his sweaters out and throw them across the room, lightly hitting him in the chest. I walk over to my door and open it, stepping to the side so he can see his way out. "Oh, and uh, your weird lizard things are hatching." he says. My eyebrows scrunch up.

"What?" I walk over and look into the cage and watch as the tiny beige eggs fracture and small talons pop out. I look back over at Tom for a minute. "Cool, thanks for watching me sleep now get out." I say pointing to the door. He pushes himself off the bed and starts walking towards the door. "Oh, and Riddle, keep the bloody snake out of the girls' bathroom." I say to him. His jaw tightens and he turns to me, now angry.

"You stay the hell out of it, Sorcier." he snaps before stomping out, closing the door behind him. I roll my eyes and turn back to the drexels. Viper manages to fly and find her way to my shoulder and we both peer down at the sight; it's actually quite adorable. The first two that come out are red, just like Viper, and then the third one pokes it's head out and reveals a shimmery silver body. They all start hissing and I start looking around. I had some apples stashed that I stole from breakfast yesterday. I use a spell to slice and dice it and set it down for them to start eating. I watch the fourth egg for about ten minutes, but nothing happens. A small frown comes across my face as I realize that egg probably didn't make it. Viper crawls down from my arm and into the cage and lightly sits on top of it. I guess she thinks there's still a chance it's alive. I leave the cage cracked so they can move about freely while I get dressed.

Once I had clothes on, I put my robe on and got shoes so I could go to breakfast. I tucked the two red ones in my pockets and decided those would be the ones that went to the Weasley's, who were hopefully at breakfast.

I scanned around the room and eventually spotted lanky gingers laughing about something across the room. I roll my eyes and begin walking to them. "Good morning, morons." I say to them. They turn to me.

"Calling us morons already? We haven't even had the chance to get on your nerves yet." Fred pouts.

"Wrong, everyday I wake up inside of this school you two get on my nerves." I say as I reach into my pocket, feeling the two small babies slide into my hands. The twins watch my hand and their eyes light up when they make out the scaliness in my pocket. "Ready?" I ask George who nods eagerly. I look around and then quickly snatch my hand from my pocket and drop them softly into George's lap, who quickly wraps his robe up, concealing them.

"Why are they so small?" Fred asks.

"My drexel just gave birth. Have fun identifying if it's a boy or a girl- you have to wait until they're about to pee and then-"