I Wanna Dance
A/N: Response to my WIKTT 100 Words Challenge. Severus and Hermione are out for an evening.
She stood at the edge of the crowd, toes tapping and head bobbing, but too damned scared to get out there. Frankly, she was afraid to.
That was, until he yanked her out on the dance floor. She dug her heels in and tried to get away, but his grip was stronger than anything she'd ever encountered. He made her sway to the rhythm, swing her hips to the beat. After a few minutes, a slow grin spread her features. She put her arms up and began to… well, to dance.
And it was fun.
"Severus?"
"Yes?"
"You are unbelievable."