worth the trouble [sirius]

[pandorah]

The wet was starting to form a chill more then it had outside. She could feel her skin prickling with gooseflesh and blamed it on drafty old castles. She knew though that the sudden breaking off of Sirius's eyes, that time a moment ago that had seemed endless as she was somewhat lost, was the real problem. She hadn't felt much of anything, the wet or the cold, when that was going on. However now she was once again acutely aware of just how drenched her person was and how much the rain had been chilled outside. That and there was the issue of their hands still being clasped together. Why were neither of them removing each others hand? Was it because it would be rude? Did he like holding her hand as much as she was liking having it held? Too many questions and not enough answers. For a brief moment she once again parted her lips, seemed like she would say something, and then stopped. There was no need to ask such silly things.

One brow arched upward at his words and she just shook her head. “Trouble is the least of my worries, I am not known for it so I would have no problem deflecting things, unlike you. It's the damn rumors that are driving me nuts. When people think it's perfectly acceptable to bother me at the library only to ask if you are I are an item or have slept together...that is when I get mad.” Sirius had yet to actually see her truly angry, upset yes, pissed sure but bone deep anger was another thing entirely and it seemed to be creeping up on her more often than not lately with all the problems. Currently though she was just fine, a little awkward feeling but nothing else.

A gust of air slipped past her lips, an exasperated sigh at his flirty sounding words. “You can take your jacket off at any time but yes I need at least a dry shirt, though my bra is still going to be drenched.” Frowning she used her free hand to try and pull the white shirt away from her skin causing a rather loud sucking sound. “So count your blessings you can see me with what amounts to a sheer shirt on. Lucky you.” Her tone was droll, like she didn't really see the big deal of it. Then again she never understood the male fascination with breasts, or at least most males.

“Room of Requirement?” Why did that sound familiar? “Well, alright then take me there I suppose.” If it would get the two of them dry and then back to their respected common rooms without much fuss she was all for it.

---

Sirius had led her away, their hands still clasped and she convinced herself it was because he was leading her to this room and that was the only reason. Even if once during their trip she slid the pad of her thumb across his wrist very gently. It meant nothing, just a slip. It did not take long for them to end up in a hallway she had seen rather recently and she knew then exactly what the Gryffindor boy had been talking about! The room, the one she had overheard her father speaking of before, the one in which she had tried to find while here with the Hufflepuff Noah. This meant that not only did Sirius know about it but he had probably been in it before. Wonderful!

Pandorah could barely contain her excitement when they approached the same wall, across from the tapestry, that she had been inspecting before. “I knew there was something here! I heard my father speak of it before but I had no idea how to find it. Ohh now I get to see!” The Ravenclaw girl bounced in place happily, causing some other areas to bounce as well as a curvy girl is wont to do in times like these. She had went to clap her hands and rather forgot that she was still attached to him still. So instead of just clapping her hands she pulled him into her. Their combined weight left the tall girl unbalanced and she fell backward against the brick wall dragging poor Sirius with her and up tightly against her, his care chest and her wet shirt making contact.

Finally she let his hand go but it seemed every so slowly and reluctantly. Eyes turned upward to look him in the face and she mumbled a very soft 'sorry' to him. Though the only reason why she had let him go was to straighten out and fidget with his leather jacket, using both hands on it before gripping his shoulders to at least straighten herself, if not him as well, out. “So uh, about this room?”

[seriouslysirius]

“You can take your jacket off at any time but yes I need at least a dry shirt, though my bra is still going to be drenched.”

Sirius could take his jacket off now couldn't he? Why didn't he think of that before? Sirius pulled the leather jacket off one shoulder, the leather material peeling heavily from him like a second skin, and than down the other shoulder, to reveal the right side of his chest, full of intricate tattoos. The Gryffindor held the wet leather jacket in his free hand, and looked at Pandorah, the rest of her words sinking in. He raised his eyebrows and an amused smirk tugged Sirius's lips to one side. That sentence had created a rather interesting image in the boy's head, and he couldn't help himself but look at her breasts once more, "Oh, just don't bother with a bra in that case. " he said casually, and nodded, "So damn lucky, actually" he grinned a little, and looked away, down at the corridor, just making sure they where still alone. When he was met with an dim lit empty corridor starring back at him, satisfied, he gave the girl half a nod and pulled her with him to their right.

"Yeah, let's go, we don't need to linger here any longer" and it was Sirius taking Pandorah to another place she'd never been to allover again, still holding her hand in his, tugging her along as he walked half a step ahead of her, leading the way.

They went up the towers, a good four flights of stairs, stopping to look around every corner making sure that the dark corridors were deserted. Sirius also took Pandorah through a shortcut he knew that was hidden behind a statue, once they stepped from behind the statue, they were already on the correct floor. Sirius looked back at Pandorah, making sure she was okay, "You okay there, not shivering too much, yeah? Just down this corridor, and we're there" he informed her, throwing his soggy jacket over one shoulder, wishing that his jacket, or his jeans would have dried as fast as his bare chest had. Now he had been running around the castles half naked, but Sirius didnt even seem to notice that. Actually, he just scratched a spot on his stomach where he thought a bug might have bit him, and just carried on walking, like this was exactly what he did everyday.

Sirius took Pandorah down the corridor, on one side of the wall they where faced with a tapestry that portrayed Barnabas the Barmy trying to teach trolls ballet, and on the opposite wall, just a very blank stretch of wall. So, where was this room of requirement, huh?

"Now, just close your eyes and think very hard what you need right now, and walk with me past these walls. We have to do this for three times" he told Pandorah, trying to explain to her how the entrance to the RoR worked, It was all a magic mechanism, and you had to really wish and need it for the door to appear, and if they got it right, the room would be filled with all their needs - the only problem was, that the room never seemed to supply food, however strongly Sirius had wished for it the few times he had used it. In Sirius's opinion, that was very silly, because one of Sirius's very basic and constant needs was food. "Just don't wish for food" he told Pandorah as a side note, his brows furrowing a little. "It can't get you food"

Sirius tugged Pandorah four paces back and forth across the corridor for three times, their backs to the tapestry and facing the blank wall instead. "We just need a space where we can dry off and find a change of clothes, preferably somewhere cozy and quiet" he said quietly under his breath for exactly three times. Sirius stopped Pandorah than, and they both watched the wall as a small door seemed to materialize itself from nowhere as it grew to full size in front of them. The last thing to appear on the dark wooden door was a bronze doorknob, which seemed to glint in the fire torch dim lit corridors as though in invitation. Sirius turned to grin a little to Pandorah, " What did you wish for, Pan?" he asked, his gray eyes watching her features, before his attention turned back to the old wooden door, he nodded at it, " I never tried this before with joint wishes, I wonder if it works as well"

[/size]

[pandorah]

Honestly Pan had not expected Sirius to remove his jacket, he hadn't before so why now when she reminded him of it? Still she was transfixed as he peeled the soaking leather off hoping that the thing wasn't ruined since that particular fabric type and water did not mix all that well. Having seen part of his abdomen before she was not expecting even more tattoos. Yes she had some herself but when you had money you could get things others could not, though hers were all in text form as she was a fan of meaningful prose. Nervously she licked her lips as the tall boy was now half naked in front of her. Scowling at his comment about her bra she steadfastly ignored her twitching fingers and just moved on, already wanting more than ever to just be rid of the second skin the clothing was becoming.

She had to admit, knowing now what this hallway meant, that it meant a room her curiosity was grand. The eager young woman really wanted to see what was going to be in such a place no matter what it would be. A magical room that only appeared when needed? How fascinating! Oh that would have been a wonderful addition back home, to have a place she could run to when she was really angry or just wanted to cry and beat on the walls, where no one else could bother her. She always felt so alone back home, even with Lexi around. They were twins and close but he did have his friends and a life beyond her. Watching him have his life and watching her father be who and what he was hurt her. Not to mention her own feelings about the things she did, after it was all said and done. His concern over her well being did touch her and she smiled somewhat shyly and nodded. Yeah she was alright, this cold wasn't as bad as some she had endured but it was starting to become rather uncomfortable.

Gripping his hand tightly she listened to his words and nodded. “Think about what I need, what we need right now. Alright I can do that and even trust you not to make me fall over as you lead.” She crooked a grin at him and closed her eyes finally. “No food? Uh, alright.” Laughter slipped from her and she shook her head then began to think. She wanted a room, nothing big because being lost in a corridor or something would be no fun. A cozy room that was warm. She thought on a few details, something else besides it just being a room. Some place even warmer, perhaps a fireplace of sorts. Clean and dry clothing would be nice and it didn't have to be uniform things. Oh and most definitely towels and a screen of some sort to change behind. The last thing she needed was Sirius seeing her in the nude, and likewise her him. Before she could try and balance out the details, think of anything else or even ponder the food issue they had stopped. Finally she opened her eyes, her pale gaze peering at the wall before them.

“That is probably one of the most interesting things I have seen to date. A door appearing out of nothing, on a wall.” There was wonderment in her voice and she stroked her free hand across the wood grain so that she could assure herself that it was real. Even though she came from a magical family, attended a magical school and could cast magic herself it still amazed her because she had never seen it before. There was a childlike quality to her for a brief moment, a window for Sirius to see that she wasn't just a cold and bossy person, and then it was gone.

She finally turned and looked at him, her breath once again catching in her throat. Clearing it helped and she blushed but spoke. “What did I wish for? I guess you will just have to come inside to find out now won't you?” Her voice was coy now and she trailed her free hand from just under his chin all the way down his now dry chest and abdomen until it reached his waistband which was sitting awfully low. Feeling rather flirty and a bit unlike herself she stiffled a giggle and yanked the Gryffindor boy to her before locking her lips with his own and kissing him for all she was worth. Pandorah didn't want it to last long, just something enticing and fun. It was however definitely passionate and she could feel her lower abdomen tumble a few times and she almost felt lightheaded. She knew he would try and kiss her back, the moment he got over his surprise but she quickly darted away, even letting go of his hand.

Though blushing she nonetheless gave him quite the cheeky grin and shoved him up against the wall next to the door to press her body hard against his. She was all aggression and need, lust and curiosity. “I have no idea what is coming over me but I don't think I mind it.” With that she leaned forward just enough, counting on his sheer shock to stop him doing much for now, and bit him. Her mouth and then teeth locked on the spot where his neck met his shoulder and dug in. The pressure was just beyond pleasurable and entirely too thrilling for her. He would either like it, or not. It all depended on if he was interested in things that were rougher. Since he had kissed her she was very much interested in what something like this felt like, and now she knew. Secretly she hoped he enjoyed it since she was so much.

Pan danced away from him again and laughed. “Now, lets find out what is behind the door hmm?” She grabbed for the doorknob and pulled it open before running in as quickly as possible, making sure to leave the door open behind her just in case that when it shut it also shut the other person out. What had she just done? Was she insane? Even if she was it felt so good to kiss him this time and to feel his lips again. Not to mention pressing herself up against what was his bare chest and marking up his neck. She felt so warm all over, when just a moment ago she had been so cold. Pandorah figured out that being passionate wasn't entirely bad but that she was definitely pushing things with what she had done. Now she was in the room and was just standing there amazed at what such thoughts had produced, his and hers. It was nice.