[Corridors] Insomniac

[James McFinnigan]

Fin wandered the corridors at 2:38 in the morning, unable to sleep as usual. Since the new term had started, the staff at Hogwarts had seen fit to give James a new mattress, since he had, according to them, 'misplaced' his original. James had tried to tell them that Helia had taken it off his hands and that he hadn't seen it since, but none of them would have it. Unable to get rid of his unwanted new mattress, Fin had been sleeping under his bed for the last few weeks.

However, last term's dream of being killed by a wearwolf had still haunted him to this very night. Even under the bed, he rarely slept the whole night without waking up at some point. So while he was up tonight, he decided he would try to get his mind off of wearwolves by patrolling the halls a little bit.

Creeping slowly along, James jumped at every little sound he heard. Was it him, or did tonight seem darker than most? Nah, it was probably just him. Turning a corner, he was nearly scared to death when another bumped into him.

[Jac Shaw]

The first thing Jac knew was she was on the floor, in a random corridor. She shook her aching head and ran her fingers through her orange hair. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. Then she realized she was panting and her freckled cheeks were hot. She pushed herself up and looked ahead and saw the reason she was on the floor.

A Ravenclaw. She shook her head and rubbed her eyes again just to make sure she wasn't dreaming. He was still there when she opened her eyes. She pocked him in the chest, he was real. She looked down and saw she was still in her blue pj's. Then she cleared her throat and smiled. "Hi!" she said cheerfully.

[James McFinnigan]

"AH!!" James screamed as he and the girl collided. "Hey, who the hell are you?" he asked, shaking his head from the impact. "Oh, yeah, sorry, hey. Oh, sweet PJs. Gotta love blue," he said laughing a little. "James, tis a pleasure misssss...and your name would be?"

[Jac Shaw]

Jac rubbed her head and smiled. "Jac," she answered, "Jac Biggerstall, pleased to meet you too!" She was glad for her fluffy slippers otherwise her feet would have frozen and fallen off. "Um," she said frowning, her hair turning a neon blue, "what time is it?" she asked. She knew she hadn't been sleeping well but this was like a bad dream more then just the side effects of a headache.

[James McFinnigan]

"I dunno, around 2:40 or somethin'." Fin tried to straighten his messy hair, but was unsuccessful, as always. "So, what's a place like you doin' in a gal like this, if you don't mind me asking?"

[Jac Shaw]

Jac pressed hard on her head and shrugged. "No clue!" she said, "I was sleeping last I remembered but apparently not!" She giggled ironically and her face flashed full of even more freckles. "I haven't been sleeping very well, but I have no IDEA how I got here!" She ran her fingers through her slightly red hair and pulled it all onto one shoulder. "And yourself?" she asked trying to divert the attention away from herself.

[James McFinnigan]

"Well, basically, I just don't sleep. That's pretty much why I'm here I suppose," Fin shrugged. "So wait, you were just sleeping, then suddnenly like, poof, you're here?"

[Jac Shaw]

"Well," Jac admitted, tilting her head and frowning, "honestly I have no idea. Maybe I was sleep walking - hence the pj's, maybe I'm loosing my mind and memory, or maybe I apperated," she shrugged, "but anything I say could be wrong!" Her head was throbbing in her nose now: hard, intense, fast, painful. She closed her eyes tightly and put her hand to her forehead.