Sierra sighed as she headed into the Slytherin Common Room. She already hated this stupid egg, and it'd only been with her for a short amount of time. It always needed something--whether it was a spell to make it cooler, warmer, or whatever. Couldn't it just be a normal piece of metal and do nothing?! Rust maybe?!

She had the egg in her pocket as she walked into the room. She'd taken to carrying it in there, because she could usually tell if it was too hot or too cold or whatever. It always quivered when it was too hot and took shelter when it was too cold. Also, truth be told, she hated the thing and wanted it out of sight as much as possible.

She completely contradicted that thought when she arrived at the vacant couch she'd spotted. She plopped down on it and took the egg out of her pocket. She placed it on the end table next to her and just looked at it. In response, it did...well, nothing. What else could a metal egg do anyway? She watched it and waited a little longer. Still, the egg did nothing. Was it possible? Could it be that it actually heard her? Was it truly being a normal piece of metal and doing nothing at all?

She watched it for about fifteen minutes longer, and when it still did nothing, she sprang from the couch, grabbed the egg, and headed off. She had to document this moment in her journal.