Ok you guys, this is it! The last chapter of 4th year. Now, I'm holding the next chapter hostage. Ransom: reviews. That all I want, some reviews. In the mean time, RM and I don't own HP. Read and enjoy.

Egg in our Pajamas

Fourth year

June 1st, 1993

"Professor Lockhart, sir?" Leili approached the obliviated peacock in the hospital wing.

"Oh, Hello! Am I a professor, then?"

"Only the best," Leili oozed saccharine sweet. Jo coughed to cover the snickering she couldn't help.

"Well, what can I do for you? Autograph? Group photo?"

"Actually, You have this amazing shampoo that I'd really love to use. I, um, I found your recipe and I was hoping that you'd do me the great, great honor-"

"Laying it on with a trowel, aren't you?" Jo coughed. Leili turned with a smile so big it was painful and an annoyed glint in her too wide-open eyes and gave Jo's arm a subtle smack.

She turned back to Lockhart, "-of allowing me to make your shampoo, if you could just have your Occamy Egg supplier send me the eggs I'd be more than happy to create it while you're recovering. I'm a dab hand at potions, I'm sure a shampoo would be no problem. You have standing order for the eggs don't you?"

"My dear girl you are charming, aren't you?" Leili fluttered her lashes and smiled. "But I'm rather afraid I've no idea what you're talking about."

Seeing this track wasn't working, Jo jumped in, "If you'll just autograph this for us, we'd be ever so grateful!" she gushed, sliding a piece of paper under his nose.

"Oh! An Autograph! Why didn't you say so? My pleasure, dear ladies, my pleasure!" He scrawled his loopy signature on the proverbial dotted line.

"Thank you so, so much!" Leili fluttered; holding the autograph like it was the dearest thing in the world.

As they were leaving Madam Pomfrey popped her head out of her office, "Did you get what you needed, girls?"

"Piece of cake," they chorused, back to their usual selves. They hurried up to the owlry where Jo rolled up the paper, a letter detailing the change of delivery address and attached it to Artemis' leg. Artemis set off into the afternoon.

The next day they found a beautiful, off-grey, speckled egg the size of a small Emu egg sitting on the nightstand between their beds. After discerning that yes there was in fact a baby Occamy in the egg, Leili scrabbled for 'Fantastic Beasts' while Jo coaxed Spike open. They hadn't fully expected the egg to be unhatched-mostly because they were expecting an infertile egg-and they certainly hadn't expected it to arrive the next day.

They spent the rest of the day researching how to hatch Occamy eggs, because no way were they going to make Lockhart's shampoo now-something they had only planned on doing to avoid wasting the egg yolk. They located an empty box, filled it with cushioning charms, created a nest out of an old pair of Jo's pajama bottoms, placed the egg inside and wrapped it in an old pajama shirt of Leili's. It would have to do until they could get an incubator.