"Very graceful, Kit... Ever thought of trying out for ballet?" Sirius asked, smirking as he set her back down, noticing how her blue eyes narrowed to slits as she straightened her robes.

 You'd look good in that tight leotard…

"Nice job knocking me over... Ever think of working part time as a brick wall?" she asked as she bent down to pick up her bag, "And don't call me Kit," she snapped, sliding the strap back over her shoulder.

"It's not my fault you're too short to be seen, Kit." He knew she hated the name, which was precisely why he used it.

"And it's not my fault you... What are you doing out of bed anyway?" She asked as her arms crossed over her chest.

 I take it back… You're too evil for ballet.

"Getting food." Sirius offered her a smile before trying to sidestep past her for the kitchens. Her gaze narrowing once again she stepped in his way.

"Sorry Black, not allowed. Why don't you go back to your little tower where you belong, before you get punished for being out of bed after hours."

"Listen Kit, I'm just going down to the kitchens to get food. Is it really that difficult to just let me go down there?" Sirius rolled his eyes. Something of a smile was working its way into the corners of Kitta's lips, her left shoulder moving up in a slight shrug.

 Aww shit… Yeah, way too evil…

"If it were anyone else, no. Seeing as how I know it was you who made our trunks disappear, the way I see it, you've got two choices. One, get down on your knees, apologize, kiss my feet and then be on your merry way. Or two, refuse and land a detention with Filch."

 Kiss your feet? Kiss my ass!

"Corruption of power?" Sirius asked, a slow smirk on his lips. "Tsk tsk, if only Dumbledore could here you now... 'If it were anyone else, no.'" He mocked. "Filch is my buddy, he's used to seeing me."

"Corruption? Please. I'm mild compared to that bed buddy of yours. You did that voice pretty good... does he make you do it before he sleeps with you?" Kitta scoffed.

 Bed buddy? I have a bed buddy? Damn, why wasn't I informed?

"Which one's corrupted? Jamie or Rem? Regardless of that, I'm hungry. I'm not in a good mood when I'm hungry, and I'm in an even worse mood when I see my sister daydreaming about my best friend. So all in all, this conversation is at an end." He stepped past her, starting down for the kitchens again. There was quickly something blunt poking into Sirius' back, and he had a nasty feeling that she'd drawn her wand.

 Starting to get pissed off… What the hell was I thinking when I said you'd look good for ballet? Ugh… Too annoying for it.

"I could care less about your mood. I didn't exactly have a good day either. Go back to bed before I place you in a body bind and haul you down to McGonagall." Kitta glared at his back. Sirius rolled his eyes, not particularly caring.

"Damn it, I'm 5 feet from the kitchen... Just let me get my food, and then I promise to go back to my dorms without causing any more problems... And I promise to not call you Kit for a full week."

 A loss, sure, but if it gets her away from me…

Kitta opened her mouth to respond when her attention snapped to behind her. Someone else was awake. A wheezing cough was heard down the corridor Sirius had come from.

 Just what I needed, detention with Filch… Damn it, woman! I'd be back in my dorms with food by now, if it weren't for you!

"Fuck... it's Filch." She muttered. Sirius grabbed her hand, pulling her into the kitchen with him, the portrait shutting with a snap. One of the house elves jumped to attention at seeing Sirius, and he put a finger over his lips. The house elf nodded silently, and Sirius grinned slightly. The elves would do just about anything he asked, he came down here probably more often than was wise.

Kitta rolled her eyes, leaning in close to the portrait door. Filch had heard the closing of the door, and was now on the other side, trying to remember how to open it. Kitta took a step back, edging around the doorframe so she wouldn't be seen if he did come in.

 Coward…

The house elves pointed to a cabinet, enchanted to hold anything placed into it. Sirius gently pushed Kitta towards it, planning to follow as well. The last thing he needed was to be caught by Filch, especially with a girl. Despite the fact that she was a Prefect, it'd ruin Sirius' reputation.

 Ahh, there we go… Last thing I need right now is word to get around that I was caught out late with my brother's fiancée… Yeah, that'd go over real well…

Kitta turned her head back to him as she moved closer to the cabinet, pulling her shoulder from his touch. Pulling on the handle she stepped inside, glancing back at the house elves, a bit worried what they would say, if questioned.

Sirius stepped in with her, and the cabinet expanded to a fairly nice sized place, enough so they weren't even touching. The house elves were indeed questioned, and the one who'd pointed to the cabinet spoke.

"No sir, that was myself, I was just coming back from checking something in the Great Hall, sir." Sirius certainly had their loyalty... Her hands resting on the middle board and the side of the cabinet, Kitta leaned close to the door, listening.

 Aww man, I owe you house elves my life, I swear I do…

After a few minutes, Filch ceased his questioning and left. Sirius grinned, stepping out of the cabinet and holding the door open for her. The house elf bowed deeply.

"Master Sirius, what would you be liking?" The elf asked.

"Aww man, umm... Prongs wanted something... Got any chicken or something I could use to shut him up?" Sirius asked hopefully, and the house elves brought chicken.

 I dunno if that's actually what he wants, but hell, I'll send him down next time… He's Mr. High and Mighty Head Boy who can't get in trouble for anything… Now, food for me… Fruit? Ha, yeah right. Steak? Nah, too much waiting, too many risks… Chocolate? Not in the mood… Ice cream! Perfect!

"And ice cream'd be great..." Sirius added. Kitta stepped out of the cabinet, rolling her eyes at hearing his requests.

"Honestly. Ice cream? This late at night? And who is Prongs?"

"Prongs is James." Sirius said simply, helping the house elves to pack the stuff up, getting some pumpkin juice as well.

 I like ice cream this late, thank you very much…

"I don't even want to know," Kitta said as she put her hands up, apparently figuring it was some kinky thing they had going. She watched the house elves packing, shaking her head with a disapproving frown. She knew there was nothing she could say now, that he'd just helped her avoid detention, and thus owed him. This thought alone was causing her nose to wrinkle in disgust.

"May as well get some food while you're down here." Sirius said, glancing up at her.

 Just so you can't later say you were following me to get me in trouble, that's why you hid from Filch… You eat too; you're just as guilty…

Looking down at the closest house elf Kitta was currently being offered an assortment of candies and cakes. Sighing, she glanced up to Sirius and back down to the elf, taking a few for herself, remaining silent. Sirius laughed softly, shaking his head.

 And they say I can't corrupt people…

"Bye Kit." He said, smirking, stepping out of the kitchen towards the dorms, food in hand.

"I thought you said you weren't going to call me that..." Kitta had followed, now standing outside the kitchen portrait, though she made no advancement to follow him again.

"I wasn't, provided you let me go to the kitchen in peace. However, as I see it, I saved you from detention as well, making us even, so the deal no longer stands." He said, turning to her with another smirk. Kitta's arms crossed across her chest, her eyes moving into a glare yet again.

"I didn't ask for your help." Her tone was fairly defensive, and Sirius only smirked.

 Now, how to dig this in just a little bit deeper?

"Consider it a family favor, then." With that, he turned, starting for the stairs again.

"I'm not in your pathetic family yet, Black. I may be engaged to that whelp of a brother of yours, but I wouldn't count on things staying that way." Her lips were pursed once finished speaking.

"What, you'd prefer me? Sorry, Kit, I don't take hand-me-downs from my baby brother." Sirius rolled his eyes, starting up the steps to the dorms, hoping he could manage to get away from her without being caught by Filch.

A sound of disgust and if one knew her well enough, pure loathing, was made from behind Sirius. Kitta's fists were clenched so hard it was starting to hurt. At this she turned, her arms remaining crossed over her chest as she made to go down into the dungeons.

Sirius sighed, heading up to the dorms, no longer in the mood for the food he'd worked so hard to get. Tossing the food to James, he fell back onto his pillow, pulling the covers up over his head and trying to fall asleep.

 You know, she really is perfect for Regulus… They're both so alike. Always able to ruin everything…