She did snicker when he called her name, her real one. It always indicated a serious or concerned Paulie, and Louisa somehow loved this rare occasion. The cushions hid her small sounds though. The next thing she knew, the weight on her disappeared and the cushions were tossed off her.

ABOUT TIME!

The girl smirked, got up in a what she hoped was a dramatic hop and puuuushed the Head Boy to the floor following him, grinning and her hair was all over the place already. She grabbed one of the tossed cushions and pressed it to his chest before leaning on it with her folded arms. "I don't do losing." From between the two curtains her long dark hair formed, the two faces were dangerously close. Louisa's grin slightly twitched once before her eyes went down to look at his mouth... her breathing was already accelerating and her heart now that she stopped jumping around tried to slow down.

"I think..." she leaned in closer, mesmerized and pulled by something so vague and new, "...my fever's back." Because her whole body felt warm. Maybe it was the fire, maybe the excitement, maybe the laughing, maybe leaning on top of him. She just.. wanted to.. test taste? something... her mouth was pressed against his...