Disclaimer:- J.K Rowling owns Harry Potter and Co, I just own this story and a badly cloned copy of Oliver Wood.

A/N Hey I'm back and I've updated, aren't I good. Well thank you for the ideas, got a bit of a clearer path of where I'm going with this.thing. So sit back and relax with your badly cloned copies of whoever.

Dance For Me.

The class finished and Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, it had been a gruelling class to say the least and Madam Swann seemed intent on groping her more than normal, telling her to correct this and correct that. She sat down beside her bag and took her pointe shoes off, she winced as she took in the appearance of her feet. Instead of the normal fleshy colour, her feet had decided to make a twisted tribute to her house colours. She shook her head and reached into her bag for some easyfixit cream and began to massage it into her feet. After the cream had been absorbed into her feet she leaned back against the wall and sighed.

She looked around the room and discovered her friend Holly splayed out in the middle of the floor. Holly had transferred to Hogwarts from Madam Dunces Academy for young girls in the sixth year. She and Holly became instant friends when they discovered their mutual love of Ballet.

"You okay Holly?" she called out

"I can't move my body, it's given up on me" she answered pathetically

Hermione giggled and crawled along the floor and kneeled beside Holly, collapsing beside her she stared up at the ceiling and smiled slightly.

"Hey Mione?" her friend asked

"Yeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhh"

"Are you gonna sign up for the spectacle thingymabob"

" I suppose so it won't be that bad. I mean what's the worst that could happen?" she asked

"You could get paired with Snape" Holly said sitting up her chestnut coloured hair falling in front of her face

Both girls looked at each other for a moment and burst out laughing at such a ridiculous thought.

After laughing for a few minutes both got up and gathered up their things and made their way back to their common room but not before signing up for the show.

Snape glowered at the latest memo from Dumbledore, sometimes that man could cross lines which shouldn't have even been there in the first place. He read over it again and snarled. He hadn't even had a say in the matter it had just been launched on him, how in the name of Hades did that man expect him to get up in front of the whole school and perform. He screwed up the parchment and threw it across the room.

He folded his arms across his chest and looked at the pile of marking on his desk. An evil grin crossed his face and he grasped his quill and settled himself down to an evening of comedy.

A/N is this any good please tell me I REALLY need a beta reader to help me PLEASE!!!!