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lemon 
Oh my Merlin.
Had Alice really discovered someone just as ticklish as she was? Grinning at the kid, she dusted her robes off a bit and watched as he caught his breath. That had been sufficiently amusing.
"I'm ticklish too." She usually didn't offer up random weaknesses (yes, crumbling at the slightest tickle was categorized as a weakness) to people who were practically strangers, but the seventh year had a feeling Troy wouldn't tell anyone. Or so she hoped. If he did, Merlin best come to his aid, or Alice was going to have his head on a stick.
Was he alright now? 'Cause she still had bits of an assignment left to complete. Wanting to give him some time to... regroup and such, she dragged out the actions of closing her vial up and sliding it into her robe sleeve again. Once she was fairly sure he had recovered properly, Alice posed the question that would allow her to leave Troy to his corridor creeping ways.
"So... how did that feel?"
Toby!Troy understood the kind of responsibility that was being bestowed upon him with that particular snippet of information. The only person who knew that he was overly ticklish was Sophie. And now Alice.
............... Actually, probably Culloden too. Well darn.
Giving an understanding grin (which soon dissolved into another giggling fit), Toby!Troy stood and tried to collect himself. It didn't take too long; he was getting better at this recovery business. But he was still grinning once all the giggles had subsided.
How did it FEEL?
"Well..." the Hufflepuff tried to think of more to say than just 'it tickled'.
"It was... warm. The nice kinda warm, still bearable, and I could actually feel the flames. And..." he shuddered slightly at the pure memory
"... it tickled. Oh Merlin, did it ever tickle. It felt like FINGERS. Like actual fingers TICKLING. So creepy. But pretty awesome." Because it was so different, see? He grinned again, a friendly grin.
"That enough information to get by on?"