Nerezza knew the plan. She was eager to get started on it immediately, but she was going to be patient, if just for once in her life. As she stepped onto the Grounds of Hogwarts, she smirked wickedly at the fact that no one would recognize her. She had long red hair pulled up into a messy bun with porcelain skin to match, tinged with freckles. She wore a short purple dress, the silky cloth sticking to her every curve as if it had been painted onto her body. Her shoes were black stilettos, making soft punctures in the grass as she took a step. Her lips were thin, her nose more pointed, yet her eyes remained the same unnatural green that she had been born with. If there was anyone that came across her, surely they would be startled with such agonizingly beautiful eyes. They were one of a kind, after all. Her arrogance showed through her body language as she found herself in the presence of an onslaught of various magical people. Her emeralds shot across the seats in interest until she found an empty area to sit and watch everything around her.
With interest, she eavesdropped on many a conversation, her favorite being the one between a young woman named Natalie whose mannerisms were quite familiar and Narcissa Malfoy, who seemed completely amused at the other woman before her. Smirking with approval, Nerezza allowed herself to relax her composure, her eyes remaining alert and nearly feral. Nothing could escape her notice now. The scent of the various students made her want to vomit. She was glad to be rid of this place, for she always knew that she was better than all of those that were her elders. She could have killed them all with a single fight, had they chosen to play fairly. Giggling at such a thought, she knew that she never played in such a way. She found the sneakiest of antics to catch someone off guard, no matter if it was called for or not.
When Nerezza's impulses flew into her brain, she acted on them without a second thought.