Disclaimer: Harry Potter and related characters belong to JK Rowling. Lyrics belong to the Eagles.
Some dance to remember,
Some dance to forget.
-Eagles, Hotel California
Few people would have thought Severus danced. Fewer still would have thought he did it well. Hermione knew better.
Together they danced beneath the stars.
He would bury his nose in her silky hair and stroke the soft skin of her petite hands.
She would kiss him tenderly, sometimes his lips, sometimes the top of his head. She would whisper his name softly, and tell him she loved him. He would reply with a kiss.
In perfect unison, they would swirl and twirl. They didn't care what others thought. Their love was pure and undying, and nothing could change that.