She graciously moved for hours on end, still unaware of someone lurking around. As she began to do a pirouette the figure decided to grace her with his presence. He walked out from behind the curtain, and casually lent against Lavenders bed. Hermione suddenly noticed that she wasn't alone, and screaming, she hid behind her bed.
"Oh Seamus, thank-god it's only you, how long have you been there for?" He looked at her strangely, as if seeing her for the first time, and shyly admitted, "About an hour." Hermione looked aghast "You've been watching me for 1 hour, why didn't you say something?" "I. I was afraid you'd stop." "Um. Stop what?" she asked looking confused. "Dancing." "You liked watching me dance?" "Course, I don't know why, but I have always been fascinated by ballet, it is graceful, yet passionate, sophisticated, yet still individual, strong yet.." he looked at her embarrassedly, why was he telling her? "Do, do you know what to do?" she asked hesitantly. "No, I've never tried." He grinned at her sheepishly, "I'm still a boy." "Boy's can dance, some of the best ballet dancers are guys." "I know, it's just. weird." "Would you like me to show you?" "Ok."
She showed him how to hold the bar, and the different positions. In less than an hour he was doing things that had taken her months to learn. He was a natural, determined, and he danced with so much passion.
They had taken to a routine. Every day after their last lesson, they would go to an empty room, and practise. She had given him a pair of ballet shoes for his birthday, and he had been so happy he had given her a quick kiss.
Hermione realized how good Seamus was, but when she told him this, he just denied it. After 2 months, she decided it would be good for him to try out for a ballet school, one that was just in the holidays. Seamus had reluctantly agreed, and had been practising hard for it every day.
On the big day, Hermione walked there with him, and sat in the audience as he danced for the judges. After the judges taking a long talk with Seamus, asking him plenty of questions, he ran smiling up to Hermione.
"They said I was to advanced for the school, the put me in the next level!"
"That's wonderful Seamus!" She cried flinging her arms around him, "I'm so happy for you."
"Thankyou Hermione, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been anywhere."
"Nonsense, all you needed was a little push out the door."
They hugged once more, then walked out hand in hand out the building.