Nervous over Dinner

[+Remus Lupin+]

Remus was suprised, almost glad to hear Kara had planned something in order to outwit the two Kings of Pranking. Well, every King had to have a Queen standing by, ready to play a game of outwit the nitwits.
He found himself grinning at her determination, knowing few would be that ambitious as if to find their plans blow up in their face. He did not think that would be her fate though so he quietly watched her, pondering on what she had in mind for the best prank ever.
"Ahh so you do have something in mind. I'm glad to see James and Sirius have some competition. Here, here my friend."
Remus said, chuckling gently as he raised his glass to toast an imaginary one dangling in the air. He then downed the rest of the contents, twisted thoughts still buzzing through out his brain. Oh he would have to witness the dethroneing of his friends. True he loved them as brothers, but every brother likes to see his siblings bite the bit once in awhile. He could see it now..James and Sirius hollering loudly because of the vile smell of dungbombs and Remus rolling around on the floor splendidly. The thought made his gut clench, already wanting to bust with laughter and delight. It always felt good to know others would get their two cents in when battling the infamous duo.

Ah, but he remembered the little incident that happened in the Gryffindor commonroom and the first years. Oh why not let it slide for once? James and Lily were Headboy and Headgirl this year so it was James turn to dish out the discipline. Remus was'nt going to be around, bustling after everyone that messed up. Besides, watching first years screaming wildly and pouring out of the commonroom was not only hilarious, but enough to add points to Gryffindor instead of taking them away. At any rate it was the best gut buster of the year and should'nt go unmentioned. However, he could see she seemed to be in deep thought at the present time so it would be saved for another day. What had she done with his friend? he wondered akwardly as he took to staring strangely at her. She suddenly was not herself and Remus began to feel concern for her, wondering if he could be able to get her happy again. He then thought but ofcourse. Kara is tickilish. Unknowingly, Remus let a sly smirk slip across his lips as if painted carefully. He would make her laugh, hopefully, and have a happy time with her before they both had to run off to the commonroom.

Carefully, secretively, Remus found his hands sliding to her sides, making sure she could not notice what he was doing. He had often found ''the spot'' as he so called it and it made her furious with him when she was in moments like this. It was almost as if it brought the mischief out of him, the type that James and Sirius displayed so beautifully. Centimeters his finger tips were from her sides, slowly they began moving slightly as if searching for ''the spot''. He would find it, then she would jump up and come after him, evil thoughts racing through her own mind. Yes this was rather childish of Remus, but it was hard fighting back old habits and you could'nt just unteach an old dog new tricks after all. Suddenly, his hands reached their mark, even though his hands were on the outsides of her robes, his tickle torture was well known to her. He watched her, wating for her reaction.

((Blah no muse. I've been getting tickled alot lately so now it's some one elses turn ))

[Kara Walker]

Kara barely even heard him as she stared at the empty plate in front of her, her green eyes lost in thoughts, in a void of whirling emotions. That was good, she should write another poem soon. She hardly wrote, except for times of extreme emotional duress. Blame Parker, Kara always joked, because Parker's journal scribbling had inspired her to try to write something when she was in a slump or upset or anything. Under her breathe, she tried to fit phrases together, but the state of her mind forbidded it. She couldn't concentrate on one thought long enough.

Her mind kept whirling, flitting from thought to thought. From her prank, her ideas on how to figure out what James and Sirius were doing, to if Celestia would stop whacking Jaxom, her owl, around whenever the two came near each other, to her feelings for Remus, her wondering thoughts about him, the confusion she felt, hurried over to her worry for her aunt and father, then back to her prank before she dissolved in tears, and it kept circling, never ending. With a clang, the spoon dropped from her fingers as she lost concentration on it and it hit the plate. The sound rang through the emptying hall and she stared at it, as if she couldn't quite see the spoon, couldn't understand the sound it made, why it had fallen.

Lost so much in her thoughts, she was oblivious to everything. She wasn't paying much attention to Slytherins, ignoring the first-years, barely anything caught her attention. She was not aware of Remus slowly setting up his tickling act before it was too late. With a loud shriek she jumped, hitting her knees on the table before dissolving into helpless laughter. "Remus....John....Lupin!!!" she managed to get out through laughter. She doubled over laughing, desperately trying to bat his hands away, but was laughing too hard to do anything. Oh she rued the day he learned her worst tickle spot! At the moment she couldn't even remember how he had learned it, though it seemed like forever he had known.