A/N: I don't own anything you recognize.

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Auction Day 8 - Dancing with Myself - Billy Idol

Word Count: 447

Sirius put another quarter in the jukebox and watched the records whirl around. The music started blaring and he made his way back to the dance floor. There was no one else in sight, but that didn't stop him. He loved the way the music made him feel like his entire body was made of liquid, that he could just go with the ebb and flow of the rhythm. He twirled and twisted, swaying his hips, making what he thought were cool gestures with his hands.

"Dancing with myself," he sank off key. He laughed wondering for a moment why he came to this club. There was never anyone here. He remembered how once he'd been planning on meeting someone here, a boy he'd fancied, but then he'd never showed up. That had been over a month ago, and Sirius still came here hoping he'd show. He knew it was unlikely, that he was fooling himself into thinking that, but he still found himself here every night waiting and wondering. He heard voices and turned to look.

Two guys had entered the club, one looking like he was at least ready to party. The other was wearing a tweed jacket, a button down shirt and khakis. Sirius nearly burst out laughing, but managed to stop himself as he looked at the guy's face. It was nice, with a set of scars going across it. There were some little freckles on the bridge of his nose leading to a pair of chocolate brown eyes. Sirius forgot all about the bloke who had stood him up.

"I'm Sirius!" he announced, dancing over to the guy.

"Um, Remus. James invited me, he... well, he's trying to help me get over someone. I didn't want to come out tonight."

"Come dance with me, I'm getting over someone too," Sirius stated, pulling Remus gently onto the dance floor. "We can get over them together."

Remus glanced James and nodded, allowing Sirius to lead him in time with the music.

"Thanks, who are you getting over?'

"Rabastian, you?"

"Peter," Remus answered. "He didn't... like me liking him like that."

"Ahh, well, I couldn't care less if you like blokes, I like blokes myself," Sirius said, wondering if it was too soon to ask Remus out.

"Same, um, this is going to probably piss James off because it'll mean he was right, but want to grab a bite?" Remus asked. Sirius stared at him before howling in laughter.

"I was just going to ask you the same. Sure, let's go, James can find his way home right?"

"Right," Remus answered, following Sirius out of the club and to the burger joint down the street.