AN: Hello darlings! So we're back to the Rane, and this involves a song that is heard, not sang, which I will show in italics. I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: Everything related to Hogwarts!verse belongs to J K Rowling, all of the Dalton!verse characters belong to Mamma CP and the OCs are thanks to one of three things: my friends volunteering, my brain making them up or the special guest I have dropped in because I can ;) Also, the title was inspired by 'Magic Works' from the OST of 'Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire', so credit goes to whoever wrote it.
Shane was sitting with Ace, Riley and Sebastian in the school's quad when Reed ran over, stumbling as his shoelaces became caught under him, but he managed to steady himself as he reached the group.
"Hi Shane!"
The brunet lit up as he turned to the strawberry blond. He was wearing a black, double-breasted jacket, black skinny jeans secured to his slim frame by a black belt and shiny, black dress shoes, a white scarf peeking from the top of the coat. "Reed! Hi! What's up?"
"Um, I was wondering if I could borrow you for a little while? I want to show you something."
"Sure, lead the way," he beamed, hopping up and turning briefly to his friends. "I'll see you later." He ignored the look Sebastian gave him that screamed he thought the younger Anderson was going to 'get some' (Sebastian's words, not his) before he turned and followed the beautiful Hufflepuff back into the castle, quickly catching up and falling into step beside him. "So, where are we going?"
"It's a surprise. You have to see it to believe it," Reed answered simply, a soft smile on his face.
He proceeded to lead him through the school, down long corridors and up many flights of stairs until Shane realized he was on the seventh floor. They continued to walk along the left corridor until Reed suddenly stopped.
"Wait here a second," he stated, before he walked in front of the wall opposite a moving tapestry of a man trying to teach trolls how to do ballet. The strawberry blond paced in front of it three times, his head down and his hands behind his back, clearly concentrating when suddenly a door fizzed into view on the once blank wall, a large double-door with lion-head knockers.
Shane walked over to it slowly, running a tentative hand over the cool metal.
"Open it," Reed smiled.
The brunet obeyed, pushing the door open before stepping inside. It was a huge dance studio, well-lit with mirrors lining one wall and a bar running along the middle of the mirrors, the floor covered with wood and a wireless in the corner. He turned to the stunning Hufflepuff he was utterly smitten with, a look of awe on his features. "What- what is this place?"
"It's the Room of Requirement," the other boy explained. "It turns into whatever you want it to be. It can't summon food or anything, but it's still very useful. I thought you'd be missing your chance to dance, so I thought you might like to come up here and practise. You know, when you have free time." He ducked his head, looking up at the brunet with shy eyes and red cheeks. "Do you like it?"
"Reed…" he breathed, and he really wanted to kiss him then because this was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for him, but instead he pulled the shorter boy into a tight embrace, burying his hair in strawberry blond curls. The Hufflepuff squeaked, but soon moved to wrap his arms around the dancer's waist. "This is amazing, thank you."
"Don't mention it," he smiled bashfully, the two breaking apart. "So, I'll leave you to it-" He turned to leave.
"No, wait!" he called after him, causing honey eyes to meet his own hazel orbs again, his face now matching his cheeks. "Do you want to watch?"
"Yeah, I'd love to," Reed smiled, and Shane couldn't help but beam back. "Where do you want me?"
"Just sit there." He gestured to the back wall of the room and the other boy made his way over to the spot, plonking himself down as Shane took off his shoes and socks, rolling up his jeans to his knees so he wouldn't have to worry about standing on them. He then discarded his hoody, revealing the white tank top hidden underneath, and he heard Reed squeak at the appearance of his tanned, lean arms, causing him to turn and wink at the seventh year. "Like what you see?"
Reed ducked his head, looking around him for something to throw before pulling off his scarf and tossing it at the brunet, who laughed before tossing it back, causing the Hufflepuff to giggle. As Shane stretched, the strawberry blond took off his peacoat, revealing the mixed, dark and light grey cardigan and white t-shirt with a skull emblazoned over the chest hidden underneath, before he piled the outdoor-wear together and pulled his knees to his chest, resting his arms on top. He watched the brunet continue to stretch, his flexibility shown by how he so easily lifted his leg to rest on the bar before leaning his weight over it, holding for a few second before repeating with the other leg. He then stood straight with his feet together before bending down, keeping his legs straight before laying his palms on the polished wooden floor, holding the position for a few beats, then rising and turning to the other boy. "Ready?"
"I should be asking you," he chuckled. "But yeah, go for it."
The grin that lit up Shane's face caused Reed's heart to flutter as he pulled his wand from his jeans pocket and flicked it towards the wireless, calling out a spell Reed hadn't heard of before music began to play, a song the strawberry blonde wasn't familiar with, with a dance-y melody that had an immediate effect on the Durmstrang boy. It was as if Shane wasn't Shane anymore; instead replaced by a body filled with just water, no bones or muscles to restrict his movement around the expansive dance floor. His dancing was sharp to match the beat, but still transitioned smoothly from one move to another and another, his feet sliding along the wooden floor like friction wasn't an issue, despite his bare feet.
Baby, I know I can see what you like, like,
As your standing by the dance floor,
Baby, you've got something that you need to find, find,
I can feel it that you want more,
Reed couldn't take his eyes off the brunet as he glided around the space around him, the dancer's eyes downcast as his focus lay on what his body was doing rather than what was happening around him, or who was watching him.
Take your body over to the floor,
It's much too soon to hit the door,
Stop, let's make it tonight don't fake it,
There's no need to analyse,
Now's the time to recognize,
Go, and jump in the light, invade it,
Dance, let the music take you over,
Dance, let the beat become your lover,
Dance, you can't stop it baby it's your life,
Woah, woah,
Dance, da-a-a-a-ance,
(Everybody just dance tonight)
Dance, da-a-a-a-ance,
(Oh)
His musicality was evident, although not over-powering, his body mirroring the lyrics sang by the mixed-gender band enough to depict what the song was trying to portray, but not dictating his every action.
Lately you've been searching for the other side,
There's a feeling to discover, (ooh)
Baby, you can feel it in the air tonight,
Let the groove just take you over,
Take your body over to the floor,
It's much too soon to hit the door,
Stop, let's make it tonight don't fake it,
There's no need to analyse,
Now's the time to recognize,
Go, and jump in the light, invade it,
When he dropped to the floor, landing on his knees before allowing his back to fall back but not touch the floor itself, Reed had to muffle the squeak that emerged from his throat. He had never seen anything like it in his life. No-one could dance as amazingly as Shane could, and that was saying something, given the abilities of the Hufflepuff's Warbler peers.
Dance, let the music take you over,
Dance, let the beat become your lover,
Dance, you can't stop it baby it's your life,
Woah, woah,
Dance, let the music take you over,
Dance, let the beat become your lover,
Dance, you can't stop it baby it's your life,
Woah, woah,
Dance, da-a-a-a-ance,
Dance, da-a-a-a-ance,
(Yeah, yeah)
Dance, dance,
(Oh dance)
(Everybody just) Dance,
Shane's eyes met his for a moment with a wild grin and the strawberry blond's heart leapt again. His body had never reacted in such a way to someone before, and frankly, it terrified him. Because he was feeling like that about Shane. Gorgeous, talented, bouncy, hyper, endearing, heart-of-gold Shane. And who was he? A clumsy, pathetic excuse for a wizard practically controlled by his mother. If the feelings he had been having about Shane were what he believed them to be, then there was no way they could turn into anything more; he wasn't good enough for Shane. Shane could do better than him.
I've been thinking it's time to discover,
A new religion from one to another,
The music sounded louder in his ears, mixing with the pounding of his heart. Shane kept looking over to him and grinning, unaware of the thoughts whizzing through the strawberry blond's mind.
Da-da-dance, let the music take you over,
Dance, let the beat become your lover,
Dance, you can't stop it baby it's your life,
Woah, woah,
He had to get out of there. He needed to hide away somewhere and he needed to think. Now.
Dance, let the music take you over,
Dance, let the beat become your lover,
Dance, you can't stop it baby it's your life,
Woah, woah,
He looked around frantically before gathering up his coat and scarf and standing up.
Dance.
The music died out and Reed darted for the door, willing that just once he didn't fell.
"Reed!" Shane called after him, but he ignored him, swiftly exiting the room and leaving the brunet panting, sweaty and incredibly confused.
AN: Please don't kill me XD until next time dears!