Ginny and Spike had both changed into the first outfits they had tried on, after they had 'bought' everything. Spike didn't feel like spending the money on all those clothes, so he decided to scare the poor girl working at the register into letting them have the items. He called it 'persuading' or his way of 'buying' things. She shook her head and laughed, he had probably done worse. She felt a little odd going out in the red dress, a bit awkward now that she was out in public. But Spike, bless his soul, put an arm around her waist and she felt comforted. He was helpful. At Spike's request, she put a spell on her lips that charmed them red; he said it made her a 'true' vixen.

They had lunch at the three broomsticks, and he made her laugh..... a lot. He would point at people and make fun of them; sometimes he would say it to their faces. It was hilarious. They were sitting at their table at the half- empty restaurant and chatting when he asked:

"Can you dance?"

"Well, a little, not really"

"What kind of dancing?" He prodded

"Mostly slow stuff, why?" She asked, confused.

"You're missing out that's why" he said and pulled her up by the arm to the middle of the dance floor. He went over to one of the waitresses and she nodded. Immediately, a fast dance song came on. He went over to her.

"just follow my movements" he said and started to swing his hips.

He put his hands on her hips and started swaying them the other way, bringing her closer. They were now up against each other, swaying this way and that. Her one way and him the other. She put her arms around his neck and he kept his hands on her waist. He spun her around quickly and then back, thrusting his pelvis at her again, but harder. She followed his movements. Then she spun around in his arms, swinging her backside up against him. She raised her arms above her head and moved with him to the beat.

He smiled, he liked this girl.

She turned around swung her head, and spread her legs. Her hair was flying around her head, like fire. He took this opportunity to stick one of his legs in between hers and they moved in sync with one another. He spun her around again, and brought her around. She put her hands on his chest and led him forward, still dancing. She put her arms around his neck and leaned back; he dipped her and pressed a kiss in between her breasts, just as the song ended.

"That, pet, is my version of dirty dancing."

She, still in a dazed state, spent the rest of the day window-shopping with Spike and eventually, they went back to Hogwarts. Little did they know that someone important had seen their little scene, someone with a camera and an article to write.