The tall, pudgy man looked at himself in the mirror, quite elated at his progress. Swiftly he transformed himself into Harry, then watched with a grin as he made his face melt into the shape of Draco, to all three Angels that he had made "Draco" sleep with.
"They'll regret ever picking on me at school…" he muttered to himself under his breath, and returned to his reflection.
"Eeew! Oh my god, you mean I didn't pour chocolate over Draco? It was a weird Draco-wannabe? Nasty!" Brandie was utterly disgusted at the thought that for all she knew, she had slept with a complete stranger. Not that it was anything new, but she really didn't like not knowing what he or she looked like.
She and the rest of the Angels were perched all around the main lounge at Dragon Fire, all listening to Charlie's report.
"So, Angels, remember, be on your guard, this shape-shifter could be anyone. Just keep an eye out for anything out of the ordinary."
They said their farewells, and Sirius broke the connection.
"I wonder who the chameleon dude is…" Felicia questioned aloud, lips pursed in thought.
"Good question," Joanne replied. "Gabi, you're an expert at transformations, any idea where this guy learned this?"
Gabi looked up at Annie from where she was playing with her hair. "Huh? Oh, um…well there is this one book that I've heard of. Supposedly there's only one or two copies in print, but it's got extremely detailed instructions on how to morph into anything."
The other angels tilted their heads, none having ever heard of this.
Gabi continued. "Sirius, have you ever met Professor Ianthe Dagmar? She taught Human Transfiguration over at Paracelsus…it's only available to those who score in the top ten percent on the assessment tests."
He nodded, adding, "Yeah, I met her a few years back, doing research."
"Well, she told my class about the books, suggesting that if one was ever found, to send it to her. Maybe one of the students in her classes is our madman."
"Good idea," Joanne broke in. "Colleen, can you try to find past class lists, and once you have them, you and Felicia here run background checks on every person. Brandie, Jacki, Zarya, you three work together, each tailing Draco, Harry, and Seamus, that way if two of you were to spot any of them in separate places, well, we'd have the bad guy."
"What about us?" questioned the remaining Angels.
"You guys stay here and try to track down those books. I've got the worst feeling that if there's only one or two, they're most likely in Voldie-poo's hands."
The young man smoothed down his hair and gazed at his reflection in the mirror.
"Not pretty…not pretty at all…"
A moment later, he looked again, smiling sweetly at his new face. "…Much prettier…"
He stripped down out of his clothing and stared at the female body he had become. This one was curvy, hips just right with a tiny waist. Shapely breasts adorned her chest, and he smiled in glee, before reaching down to get used to the new genitals.
Deciding she was not right, he transformed again, remaining nude. He smiled at the fact that his new body was male, but was angered when he realized that this person he had embodied was well-endowed, whereas he wasn't. Looking into the mirror at his face, he squinted, needing those round glasses that *so* perfected the Potter face. Grimacing, he returned to his normal shape and dressed himself.
"Does anyone have any ideas where we might just be able to find that bloody book?" Emily exclaimed, throwing her hands down. The other girls shot angry looks at her, since they had all been searching for the last few hours.
"Let's get food," Gabi sighed, getting to her feet. "I'm famished. Where you guys wanna go?"
It was a tie, Chinese or pizza, so they sat arguing for a moment before Joanne finally sighed and Apparated off, returning with menus for both.
"Here, this will make things easier, just call them on your…cell phones, they'll bring the food to you."
"Really? Spiffylicious!"
The group turned and stared at Gabi, who had already whipped out her pink phone to dial up for some tasty lo mein.
No one noticed the two women appear near the large school. The slightly smaller of the two ran her hand through her short, dark-blonde hair and sighed. She turned to her comrade, saying, "So, this is it, Colleen, 'eh?"
Colleen grinned at Felicia and marched through the doors, immediately stopping the first person she saw, a young man. She tossed her hair and touched his wrist gently, establishing contact.
"Excuse me, honey, but can you direct us to the Dean's office? Your help is appreciated so very much…"
Felicia stood back and rolled her eyes, laughing inwardly at the show her friend was putting on. Even more amusing is that the boy was buying it. He quickly led them up a few flights of stairs, and stopped them in front of a trophy case with a large silver coffee mug in it that was labeled "The Mutatio Cup." The boy took out his wand and smacked it against the seemingly-unbreakable glass of the cabinet and cried "Viaticus!". With that, the door to the trophy case opened wide, allowing them all to fit inside. The cup enlarged itself, forming a slide.
"You first," Colleen said, pushing Felicia down the slide, hopping in soon after.
The boy walked off, whistling to himself, and transformed back into his normal shape. Few people heard him muttering to himself, but if they had, they might be worried.
"Great job, you tricked them…again…"
"Wheee! This is fun!" Felicia shouted back to Colleen. After a few very sharp turns, the pair of Angels had truly fallen. After a fifteen-foot drop, the pair landed on a cement floor, luckily with minimal injuries. They looked up at the tunnel they had traveled through, only to watch it seal up.
"Shit! How are we going to get out of this one?" Colleen swore, pulling out her cell phone, realizing that she had no reception. Felicia, on the other hand, was nursing a fractured ankle, curled on the ground. Noticing this, Colleen quickly prioritized and healed her friend, helping Felicia to her feet.
"All right…um…how about Apparating? Maybe we can do that," Felicia suggested, and they both pulled out their wands. Seconds later, they popped back into the exact places they had left.
"Fudgeness in a bucket…" Felicia muttered.
Colleen couldn't help but grin. "What?"
"Fudgeness in a bucket…Gabi says it all the time, I guess it kinda rubs off…" The two women looked at each other and laughed, then split up to examine every inch of the dungeon.
Meanwhile, Zarya was not only keeping an eye on Seamus…she was keeping two hands and a few other various body parts on him as well.
"Oh gods, babe, that was wonderful…" he sighed into her long brown hair. "Love you…"
She rolled over and kissed him soundly, wrapping her arms around him before falling asleep.
"I know…"
The sandy-haired man watched his reflection carefully, as he did frequently. He was getting better. Incredible, to be honest. Having only picked up this "skill" a few months before, he could almost seamlessly transform himself. No more popping or getting stuck as a certain person. He could change into any person after only seeing them once or twice, say nothing for age. He could be Harry Potter at twelve or at twenty, any age he had seen someone, he could be. He admired his talent carefully, knowing that he could be found out, they'd just have to find the book in his flat, carefully concealed as a dead mouse hidden under his floorboards.
"Anyone could find it…" he told his reflection.
"You hid it well enough," he replied.
After a few moments of arguing with himself, the young man turned himself into the incarnation of himself at eleven, then thirteen, fifteen, seventeen, and then to his current twenty one.
"They said I wasn't any good at transfiguration…my warthogs all had wooden heads…my teapots looked like they were made by a five year old…"
"Don't worry, Neville…they'll never see you coming…"