where dorcas exceeded in being able to keep an incredibly straight poker face, she was not as lucky when it come to the hand that she had been dealt. a queen of hearts and a three of spade or, as what her grandfather would call it, a hand of dragon crap. staring down at the seven of diamonds that sat on the table so far was giving her nerves a shake, but dorcas knew that she could always get lucky if the next two cards gave her spades or diamonds.
grabbing her mug of tea and taking a short sip, she giggled into the steam at remus lupin. ❛ are you asking me if i enjoy seeing you sweat ? ❜ dorcas started, as she took another peak at her cards. throwing a winning smirk to try and make the man think she was going to win. ❜ i do enjoy seeing sweat, even just a little,“ she finished, playing out the rest of the cards for their game.
once they were out on the table dorcas swore underneath her breathe. an eight of diamonds and a ten of diamonds. dragon crap for sure. she had absolutely nothing to in her hand to win this game and it would all fall apart if he say any slip up in her demeanor. throwing a couple galleons and some rock candies in to their pot as well.
❛ dinner, you say ? why yes, my lord. i can escort you to dinner, ❜ she continued to joke, offering her hand to the man to hold. ❜ i must have you know though, i am a perfect knight in shining armor so our dinner must be chaperoned,” dorcas teased, throwing one last galleon into the pot before hiding her cards under her hand.
❛ so, my lord…. ❜ she gestured towards his cards, tapping her freshly manicured hands against the wood of fresh furniture.
“ you might want to avoid me when i see a set of stairs , ” he replied absentmindedly , gaze studying the cards before him in fear he would forget the moment he turned his head . “ all i do is look , and there’s sweat . ” lie , of course . “ might be too much for your gentle heart to handle . ” his concentrated expression shifted , a mischievous smile soon taking its place .
remus watched as she flipped the remaining cards . his brow furrowed , showing slight disappointment - and if the subtlety was too little , he included a loss of breath and a sag of his shoulders . almost immediately , as if he had realized he’d been too obvious with his reaction , he smiled ( this act only wavering when he watched her toss more money and candies in ) .
the werewolf took her hand and shook her on it , nervous laughter causing his body to shake . “ so long as you don’t mind our chaperone seeing my ankles too . call me a slag all you want , but if someone is buying me dinner , i like to show a little skin in appreciation . ”
he studied his cards again , his jaw clenched in concern . allowing one final sigh to slip free , he pushed the remaining balance of his money into the middle of the table . to be fair , it wasn’t much . still enough to warrant dorcas to include another galleon to match . “ if you’re payin’ ... might as well . ”
he was fairly confident in his cards . in fact , at that point , he couldn’t think of hand that could beat him . outwardly he appeared calm , yet inwardly , he practically leapt with joy at the thought of having a few extra galleons in his pocket . and so , with a genuine grin , he flipped over his cards to showcase a straight flush . there was something very smug about his demeanor as he leaned forward , elbows on the table . “ alright , m’lady . your turn . ”