A/N: Hehe. Well, I'm an avid DDR player! For those who don't know, DDR is a
Japanese dancing game brought to us by the wonderful Konami. Now, I don't
own the game or the characters. I wish I did though! But, I don't. I also
don't own any of the HP group. No copyright infringement is intended.
Dance Machine!
It was strange, how this came to happen. All because of a silly Muggle dance machine...
Draco Malfoy dipped his freestyle partner down so that she could hit the player 1 left pad with perfect aim that came from months of training for this tournament.
Dance Dance Revolution had caught his eye when he first started to visit Muggle London every summer to get away from his family. Draco'd caught on quickly and soon he was dancing catas like there was no tomorrow.
That's when he saw something that would change his life. Freestyle. Two people had walked up to the machine after his game and entered in their tokens. They did twists and turns and different tricks. It was true dancing.
This is what DDR is for. to freestyle like that, he thought to himself as they finished up their three songs and got off the machine as if nothing happened.
Draco searched for a partner. no avail. His father would disown him if he had a Muggle partner for this silly game. *** Weeks later, Hermione Granger walked in to stun everyone at the arcade.
She was alone, which was strange. Usually, Potty and Weasel were with her. She smiled at the people she knew at the arcade and told them that Harry and Ron were off running some errands and won't be joining her today.
As someone went up alone, she asked the person if she could dance with them. Gladly, they complied.
Hermione was a great dancer. She freestyled all the songs but the last-Max 300. The devil song, as she oh-so-kindly put it.
She was off in her own world, laughing and dancing like she'd been doing for the past two summers. The natural high that came with it was wonderful and fulfilling.
She stepped off the machine, But not after being hoisted up by her friend, Kai over his head and spun around.
"Kai, let me go! Oh.you. you poopie head!" Hermione laughed as she pounded on his back.
"Never!" Kai replied, spinning faster.
"O.h!" Granger propped her head up on his head.
That's when she saw him as well.
Malfoy, she snarled in her head.
"Kai, let me down. Now." She ordered.
"Herm?" Kai set her down softly and looked in the direction she glared. "Who's that?"
"Just someone I know, that's all." Quickly, she glanced at the quarter line. "Oi! You're game, Kai!" Smiling at her friend as he bounded up to the machine, she walked up to Draco.
"What are you doing here?" her eyes narrowed on him.
***
"What on earth do you mean, Granger?" Draco's eyes twinkled mischievously as he crossed his arms.
"You know very well what I mean, ferret boy!" Granger tried to keep her voice low. "Did your daddy let you out into the 'wilderness'? or did you come here by yourself?" Her eyes narrowed dangerously, causing little crinkles at the edges of her amber eyes.
"I came here on my own, thank you for worrying."
"Why are you here?" she motioned to the arcade.
"To dance." Draco smiled as sweetly as he could.
Granger couldn't say a word. Her mouth opened and closed. It kind of reminded him of a bass.
"Excuse me?" She finally blurted out, voice not much above a whisper.
"To. Dance." Draco repeated, getting annoyed.
"But. you're Malfoy! Malfoys don't play DDR!" Granger was getting flustered now.
"Well, I do."
Dance Machine!
It was strange, how this came to happen. All because of a silly Muggle dance machine...
Draco Malfoy dipped his freestyle partner down so that she could hit the player 1 left pad with perfect aim that came from months of training for this tournament.
Dance Dance Revolution had caught his eye when he first started to visit Muggle London every summer to get away from his family. Draco'd caught on quickly and soon he was dancing catas like there was no tomorrow.
That's when he saw something that would change his life. Freestyle. Two people had walked up to the machine after his game and entered in their tokens. They did twists and turns and different tricks. It was true dancing.
This is what DDR is for. to freestyle like that, he thought to himself as they finished up their three songs and got off the machine as if nothing happened.
Draco searched for a partner. no avail. His father would disown him if he had a Muggle partner for this silly game. *** Weeks later, Hermione Granger walked in to stun everyone at the arcade.
She was alone, which was strange. Usually, Potty and Weasel were with her. She smiled at the people she knew at the arcade and told them that Harry and Ron were off running some errands and won't be joining her today.
As someone went up alone, she asked the person if she could dance with them. Gladly, they complied.
Hermione was a great dancer. She freestyled all the songs but the last-Max 300. The devil song, as she oh-so-kindly put it.
She was off in her own world, laughing and dancing like she'd been doing for the past two summers. The natural high that came with it was wonderful and fulfilling.
She stepped off the machine, But not after being hoisted up by her friend, Kai over his head and spun around.
"Kai, let me go! Oh.you. you poopie head!" Hermione laughed as she pounded on his back.
"Never!" Kai replied, spinning faster.
"O.h!" Granger propped her head up on his head.
That's when she saw him as well.
Malfoy, she snarled in her head.
"Kai, let me down. Now." She ordered.
"Herm?" Kai set her down softly and looked in the direction she glared. "Who's that?"
"Just someone I know, that's all." Quickly, she glanced at the quarter line. "Oi! You're game, Kai!" Smiling at her friend as he bounded up to the machine, she walked up to Draco.
"What are you doing here?" her eyes narrowed on him.
***
"What on earth do you mean, Granger?" Draco's eyes twinkled mischievously as he crossed his arms.
"You know very well what I mean, ferret boy!" Granger tried to keep her voice low. "Did your daddy let you out into the 'wilderness'? or did you come here by yourself?" Her eyes narrowed dangerously, causing little crinkles at the edges of her amber eyes.
"I came here on my own, thank you for worrying."
"Why are you here?" she motioned to the arcade.
"To dance." Draco smiled as sweetly as he could.
Granger couldn't say a word. Her mouth opened and closed. It kind of reminded him of a bass.
"Excuse me?" She finally blurted out, voice not much above a whisper.
"To. Dance." Draco repeated, getting annoyed.
"But. you're Malfoy! Malfoys don't play DDR!" Granger was getting flustered now.
"Well, I do."