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A/N- Hey guys! This is my first fan fic. I hope you like it!

Disclaimer-I don't own Harry Potter or any characters you recognize.

Chapter-1

I can't believe they are making me do this. I am Lily Evans and Lily Evans CANNOT dance. Just can't. Hell, I can't dance to save my life.

Stupid…everyone-

Dumbledore for liking muggle stuff.

Slughorn for recommending me.

McGonagall for accepting the decision.

Me for becoming blank in the face of shock.

My horrible day, which cannot possibly become worse, started when McGonagall came up to me while I was eating breakfast in the great hall.

'Lily, Professor Dumbledore wants to have a muggle function like a dance or a ballet. Professor Slughorn recommended you for the lead role. I except you to be present in the Great Hall today evening.' She said with an expression that made it clear that I have no choice in the matter.

I was so shocked that I could not say anything. After that she walked off.

I only had one clear thought-

How.

The.

Hell.

Will.

I.

Dance.

….

Classes were over for the day, so I went to the Gryffindor common room to look for Emily. She is my best friend, though we are complete opposites, we are inseparable. I am more the serious type of girl, she is very..…bubbly you could call it. She talks a mile an hour and can interact with just about anyone. On the surface she is all about boys and make up (after all she has most of the male population at her feet), but actually she is not shallow.

Anyway I found her sitting on her bed and then I started babbling, 'I have to dance - McGonagall said - Slughorn recommended - how can I dance -when I fall whenever I try - anyway why did he recommend - its not like being good at potions means I am good at dance - what was he thinking and - McGonagall agreeing to it and - I am sure Dumbledore is crack - I mean why-'

'Slow down, I cant understand anything. Take a deep breath and calm down', she said in a half amused and half soothing voice.

I did as I was told then started again, 'Professor Dumbledore wants every house to perform a ballet or dance of some sort and Slughorn recommended me to McGonagall for the main role and I can't dance.'

I looked at her hopefully for some help but my "supposed best friend" started laughing, I was sure she was remembering the time I had made a COMPLETE fool of myself while dancing. I try not to think about that embarrassing night, I was trying to participate in the dance party so it does not look rude and then I tripped on my feet and fell on a waiter who dropped the drinks and fell on to the table with all the food, drinks and snacks breaking it and making many dishes fall, not to mention many other people who got injured in the process.

This was not as embarrassing as being kicked out of the restraunt and being banned from visiting ever again because supposedly I had, "done this on purpose cause even the worst dancer cannot create such havoc."

Back to the point Emily was still laughing so I gave her a death glare which made her stifle her laughter and choke out a, 'Sorry'.

I kept waiting, narrowing my eyes at her till she finally calmed down enough to give me advice, 'You can't do anything about it you will have to dance and you will have to practice hard, so you don't blow up…wherever you are going to dance', she finished snickering slightly.

'I can't believe I have to actually do this', I wailed.

'I would sympathize with you, but I think the other dancers are in bigger trouble', she had the nerve to say.

It became too much for me so I stalked off to finish my potions homework.

….

I got up and left for the great hall, I decided while walking there was no choice and I will just have to work hard. I argued with myself that they couldn't possibly expect us to do a dance without an instructor, so I should be just fine.

I reached the great hall where McGonagall was waiting for me, she saw me and said, 'Good you're here, your partner should be here any moment-'

I spaced out for a moment what partner?

'-Who you will have to dance with and who you will choreograph the rest of the dance with also choosing the participants. Instruct the rest well-'

"What", I thought.

'Wait, what do you mean by instruct?', I asked confused.

'Well you surely did not think there can be a dance without an instructor, your partner and you will instruct the dance.'

I couldn't think I can't dance and I am supposed to be teaching other people to dance. The world is going crazy-

' here comes your partner'

'Hello professor McGonagall,'

Oh my god it cannot in any effing way be him. Though who am I kidding I can recognize that arrogant voice anywhere.

I slowly turned around and my worst fears were confirmed, he was the only person who could make my horrible day, sorry pathetic day even worse by saying something stupid and cheesy-

'Hey, Evans I don't know if I have mentioned that my love for you burns for you like a dying phoenix', he said with that stupid and confident smirk of his.

My partner was James freaking Potter.

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