Caution, slippery when wet. [Gabbriella]

[JASON DIMITRI WINCHESTER]

Jason walked through the corridor absolutely soaked. He got a few questioning looks, but no one bothered asking him what he was doing. He knew the janitor would have a fit if he saw Jason, but that wasn't on his mind right now. He couldn't stop smiling, his mind wandering over the past memories. He could see the slytherin kid staring at him like he was a freak. When the kid mentioned the duck bill, Jason simply said I know, why? The kid sent back a insult. After telling him to shut up, the kid made fun of him asking if he was going to tell his mom.

Jason hadn't intended taking it so far, but he knew his eyes turned black. The duck bill instantly changed to a pig snout and he could hear himself snap back, 'Is that anyway to talk to someone who looks like your moms twin?' It had earned him a soaking from the spell aguamenti, but it was well worth it. He pointed his wand at his robes and muttered Impervius. Watching the water fall off his robes he stepped out of the puddle. That could be for the janitor to clean up at the moment.

Walking through the corridor he smiled, the kids reaction was hilarious. He bumped into someone and quickly apologized. They didn't seem to mind much. They were a hufflepuff, and only nodded in response. Glad he didn't get soaked he decided to get away from the corridor taking the stairs to the third floor corridor. He heard the janitor behind him and moved faster. When he got into the third floor corridor he smiled. He didn't see anyone, so he sat down leaning on the wall.

He yawned, having not slept the night before. It was definitely dangerous for him to fall asleep in the corridor. That didn't stop his hair changing to a bright white, as he closed his eyes. He felt himself slipping into sleep, but tried to keep himself awake. Hopefully something would happen soon to keep him up, if not he expected waking up with a prank have been pulled on him at least. He actually fell asleep waking up after hitting his head on the wall, as soon as he fell asleep.

[GABRIELLE MARRE BEAUMONT]

Gabby was wandering the third floor corridor, alone. She didn't exactly have any friends to partake in activities with, so she did what she could, when she could. She knew that there was one other Metamorphagus in the school, what his name was was beyond her level of mind right now. All she knew was that she would probably recognize him when she saw him. And apparently, today was her lucky day.

She had just begun to turn the corner around a large puddle of water with a disgruntled janitor mumbling about bratty kids... when she ran into a boy with shockingly white hair, almost the color of silver. She gasped when she saw him, and then looked around for any notion that there could be a trick of light. Obviously either magic, or the boy was just like her. He looked like he was sleeping lightly enough, so Gabby decided to leave him alone. Too bad her shoes were wet. She took one step forward, aiming away from his sleeping body, and she slipped, landing herself right on top of his lap.

She almost screamed as she fell; but she knew that would bring the attention of the janitor over to where they were, and this wouldn't look exactly right, her laying on top of him...suspicious, even. She sighed and stood up, her anxiety turning her hair a furious shade of red. She awaited the boy to wake up and start yelling.

[JASON DIMITRI WINCHESTER]

Jason was glad the janitor didn't find him. His soaked hair would probably give away he made the puddle. He sighed lazily, he really did think he was an idiot for not sleeping. Although, he didn't choose not to sleep. He just couldn't get his mind to stop thinking about depressing stuff. He knew if he let himself fall asleep, he would most likely wake up in the hall at midnight. If he wasn't woken up by someone else of course.

Nodding off to sleep definitely felt nice. If only it weren't for him hitting his head on the wall. Keeping his eyes closed he sighed, trying to fall into unconsciousness again. He knew the color his hair usually went when he was this tired, and knew if he opened his eyes he would probably scare some first year if one was near him. He scared himself the first time he saw himself with white eyes except for the pupil.

He didn't realize anyone else was in the hall, until someone fell onto him keeping his eyes closed for a minute speaking, "Wow, don't even have to buy you dinner first? And to think, i was looking forward to eating." He could tell it was a girl, so he didn't even feel weird saying it obviously joking. If it was a guy, that just had long hair well that would be awkward.

When she stood up, he opened his eyes and smiled hoping she wasn't scared. Looking up at her he stood up. "Hello. I'm Jason, ignore the last comment if you like. Are you alright?" He asked worried, he didn't think would just drop herself into his lap on purpose, and then stand up. Which led him to believe she wasn't one of the girls that the guys that were pigs liked the most. He purposely changed his hair to a sea blue turning his eyes green. He liked the combination even if other people didn't. He leaned on the wall for support to keep himself from getting even more exhausted.

He held his hand out, wondering what year she was in. "I'm a sixth year gryffindor at your service." Of course, he didn't mean it literally as in he would do anything for her. He had just met her, maybe later on in their friendship if they ended up being friends he would be willing to do more stuff for her. He couldn't keep himself from wondering if she had an ability like he and teddy did. Actually, like more than them but he didn't know other people well enough to be able to name them if they had an ability.

[GABRIELLE MARRE BEAUMONT]

When he cracked a dinner joke, Gabby blushed more furiously, turning her hair a more vivid red color. She turned her head to the side and began mumbling an apology. So, this was pretty awkward on a scale of one to ten....it capped off. She couldn't even begin to explain how much she wished that she could run off, without answering him back, which, wouldn't really work.

Then the guy- Jason- Told her his name. And then he asked her if she was alright. Honestly, she was physically fine, but she wasn't mentally fine. Her mind was going insane, and she figured that given a few seconds, her hair would turn her nervous color: a light purple with splashes of indigo. Because honestly, she was nervous, jumpy, and she just wanted to get out of this predicament, because, obviously, it wasn't going very well for her.

"I....I'm Gabrielle.....Beaumont. I'm a...a..a. Fifth year in Ravenclaw." Her stutters were pronounced, and she felt embarrassed about the way she stuttered out her, house, and year. It was actually kind of ridiculous, I mean, it was a simple thing to say, just three bits of information. But she didn't really want to say it, it was more of a reaction that she had. Not exactly something you can stop. She noticed right away that he had the same ability as she did, which made her kind of proud, she had found him!

Technically there were two, but she didn't feel like meeting both. It was a long and ironic story, which she didn't feel like thinking about. So she stood there, paused in a daze that she hoped his next words didn't break.

[JASON DIMITRI WINCHESTER]

"Sorry, definitely not in the right mindset to be talking to people right now. Far too tired." He gave a smile. He was definitely telling the truth. Not sleeping did creepy things to peoples minds. Especially his mind, if you asked him there were tons of ghosts floating around him right now. And, one of them just turned into a demon and ate another. It was funny, yet freaky at the same time. Trying to focus on the girl in front of her, or he assumed she was a girl not a piece of his imagination he smiled.

His eyes widened, and he blinked a few times. Rubbing his eyes, he realized it wasn't his mind playing tricks on him her hair had changed colors. He was surprised, he had heard of another metamorphmagi than him and teddy, but he never believed anyone. He opened his mouth, but couldn't think of anything to say. Closing his mouth, he frowned why was he at a loss for words? Forcing the words out, he started. "Your a metamorphmagi? That's awesome."

Trying to keep his eyes open, he slapped himself not actually hurting himself. "Are you sure your okay? Theres no reason to be nervous or scared of me or anything. I don't bite." He honestly couldn't see why she would be upset or nervous. He couldn't help but feel odd thinking he made other people nervous. He would offer to let her have his wand until they were done speaking, but then he would be defenseless if a slytherin or someone that didn't like him came in and she didn't give it back.

He trusted her enough to think she wouldn't just keep his wand, but reaction times could change between people. She could hold it out to him and he dropped it, or she didn't realize until it was too late. It was all possibilities, and he wasn't taking a risk while so tired.

[GABRIELLE MARRE BEAUMONT]

Gabby blinked at his shock as her hair color turned. He blinked a few times, then proclaimed with awe about it. Not that it was all that special, I mean, he did it too. She trembled lightly at the fingertips. Her hair flourished a few different colors, never settling on one. Ironically enough, her bravery level almost jumped a little bit...until she remembered that she was scared of people in general.

"I...I'm not scared or nervous...just ba..bad with people." Her stutter grew worse as she spoke. This was a really awkward time, and she was having difficulties even breathing. She wanted to break out of her shell, but with the way that things were going, she didn't believe it could ever happen. She was just too afraid of being judged, because she had been judged her entire life. Little did she realize that ignoring people got her judged worse than being friendly would.

"I...I'm sorry for falling on you...the bo..bottom of my shoes we...were wet." Fearful or not, an apology had to have been uttered. She wasn't just going to go around and be not apologizing for things she did, that would be completely rude! So she had to apologize, it was simply her minds choice. She felt the trembling get worse in her fingers as she awaited his reply. Her fingertips were twitching back and forth, and her eyes were glancing everywhere but at his. She didn't want to be here right now, and she hoped to god it wasn't too obvious.

"W...Well, I'm so..sorry, again." She said, a second time. She wasn't sure what else she was supposed to say...Possibly offering up her life for a day or two, be his slave? That'd be completely idiotic, and not something she'd ever offer up, considering how perverted guys can get.