chapter 5: let your heart do the dancing
Hermione woke up that Saturday morning to some rustling in her dorm. She grudgingly sat up slipping her feet into her puffy pink slippers, her eyes still closed, and walked over to her closet. Just as she carefully pulled the door open, a large bundle of clothes piled down on her making her land on the floor with a big "OOF".
"Hermione are you okay?" Katie called stepping out of the bathroom with a towl wrapped around her body.
"Uh huh" Hermione mumbled still half asleep, pulling clothes off her face. "Ummm.....Katie, is this yours?"Hermione asked holding up a hot pink thong.
"Oh my gosh! Hermione I'm so sorry!" Katie exclaimed growing extremely embarrased feeling her face becoming warm. "I came back to the dorm late last night and apparantly stuffed a bunch of my clothes in your closet by mistake!" she said rushing over to Hermione and gathering her clothes.
"Mmmm, oh no problem Katie, ughh, lets see." Hermione grumbled, rubbing her eyes and finally waking up.
"Lets see, mine........mine........mine........"Katie said sorting through and gathering up her clothes. "Ooh, very cute but not mine" she said holding up a pair of black high heeled dancing shoes.
"Oh gosh, I can't believe I still have these old things."Hermione stood up taking the shoes from Katie and blowing a bit of dust off the ends.
"You might want to shine those Hermione." came a voice from the door.
"What do you mean Whit?" Katie asked glancing at Hermione's shoes then at Whitney in the doorway.
"Check the bulliten board in the common room to find out." she answered and quickly closed the door. Katie and Hermione looked at eachother with curious looks on their faces and pulled some clothes on before heading down to the common room where there was a huge crowd in front of the bulliten board. Hermione squished through the crowd and got towards the front where there was a memo in bold print in the middle of the board.
STUDENTS
This year the staff and myself chose to give everyone an extra class or "elective". There will be 4 classes as follows:
BAND
ART
DRAMA
DANCE
You have been put in one of the classes above. To support the "inner house unity" students from all houses may be joining you in your class. To find out which class you'll be in, please do as follows:
FIND THE HANGING FILE FOLDER OF YOUR YEAR AND GRAB THE FILE WITH YOUR NAME ON IT.
TAP THE FILE 3 TIMES TO REVEAL THE CLASS WHERE YOU'VE BEEN PLACED.
Classes start MONDAY. Thankyou in advanced for your cooperation.
PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE
HEADMASTER
Hermione pushed through the crowd to the 6th year hanging file folder. She found her file, tapped on it 3 times, and opened it to find bold gold letters revealing one simple word.
DANCE
She smiled. She loved to dance. She had taken classes in the muggle world but quit because she had to leave for Hogwarts every year. She found Harry, Ron, Katie, and Whitney sitting on a couch looking at their files.
"Art" Ron groaned looking sadly at his file.
"What's so bad about art Ron?" Hermione asked curiously.
"I'm going to fail!!! A few years ago I had to make LOST posters for Ginny because she thought Cuppers, her puppy, had run away. A week later some old bloke came to the Burrow with a llama telling us he'd found Cuppers." Ron said annoyed "Turns out the stupid mutt had been sleeping in the bushes the whole time!!" he said rolling his eyes.
"Oh please Ron, don't fret, I'm sure you'll do fine. What did you get Harry?" Hermione asked turning his attention to him.
"Drama......unfortunately" Harry said glumly.
"Well see, that's easy." Hermione said trying to cheer him up.
"Maybe for you, when I went to the muggle school with Dudley there had been a school play. I was so horrible they made me be a prop!" he mumbled
"Oh PUH-LEASE, you 2 are such party poopers. What did u get Mione?" Katie asked becoming annoyed of listening the boys whine.
"Dance, you?" Hermione answered
"Same, this is gonna be so much fun! Waltzes, Tangos, the Macarena! OOHH I can't wait!!!" Katie cheered excitedly. Hermione and Whitney laughed at Katie's jitterness as they headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
Monday morning the students hurried down to breakfast and made their way to their electives afterwards. Hermione looked down at her new schedule.
DANCE 9:15 ROOM 58
She looked up at the door and carefully pushed on the handle as she entered the room. Some students had already arrived and were chatting in the corners of the large room. It had shiny wood floors and huge mirrors, acting like walls, surrounding the room.
A tall lady stood in the front of the room watching the students mingle around waiting for the tardy bell to ring. She wore a white blouse with a gray skirt that went down to her knees. Her hair was up in a tight bun and her cat-like glasses with gems at the ends gave her a strict look. The bell finally rung and the rest of the students filed in standing at the back of the room with the others. The lady (which Hermione assumed was the teacher) walked towards the middle of the room, the sound of her heels clicking filled the room with echos.
"My name iz Madam Soule, I vill be your dance instructor for zee year."She said sternly in a strong french accent. "Dance iz not just a bunch of silly movements, it iz an art. You vill learn Tangos, Salsas, a few Classic Waltzes, and a bit of Swing dancing." she said pacing back and forth. "Any questions?" she snapped facing the students, her green cat-like eyes scanning the crowd. The students shook their heads and murmered a few "No's". "Very vell zen, lets begin." she said grabbing a clipboard and quill out of her brown leather bag. "You vill be assigned a dance partner of a different gender to vork with for each unit. Oh and by zee vay, if I 'ear ONE complaint come from any of your adolesent mouths, vee vill start by learning to do zee splits, am I understood?" she asked, a smirk snaking up her face. They all nodded their heads furiously. "Excellent, lets start then shall vee?" she began lowering her specticles to the end of her pointy nose. "When I call your names please step forward, KATIE BRENNAN and BLAISE ZAMBINI, OLIVIA CHANCEY and ZACHARIAS SMITH, JUSTIN FINCH-FLETCHLEY and PARVATI PATIL, ANTHONY GOLDSTIEN and PANSY PARKINSON, HERMIONE GRANGER and DRACO MALFOY, ERNIE MACMILLAN and SUSAN BONES........" Hermione snapped her attention towards Madam Soule. Had she said Draco Malfoy was her partner? Impossible, her ears must be playing games with her. She hurried towards Madam Soule and tapped her on the shoulder.
"Err.....Madam Soule.....err.....who was my partner again? I didn't quite catch-"
"Draco Malfoy iz your partner Miss Granger." she snapped, interrupting Hermione.
"Are you sure because I-"
"Miss Granger, do I have to get you some 'earing aids? DRACO MALFOY iz your partner. Do you 'ave a problem vith zat?" she barked getting irratated.
"I do." came the voice from a tall platinum blond Slytherin. "If you think I'm going to be partnered with some filthy little mudblood, you must be deeply mistakend." he drawled.
"Mr.Malfoy, " Madam Soule began, taking off her glasses and looking Draco straight in the eye. "Vould you like to replace zose fancy jeans vith some dark green tights and demonstrate to the class 'ow you do zee splitz?" she questioned. Draco glared at her grimly. "I didn't zink so, now if you vould be so kind as to step off to zee side so I may continue assigning partners, I'd be incredibly grateful." she said sarcastically. Hermione and Draco went to a corner and waited until everyone was partnered up. Finally Madam Soule put away her clipboard and turned to the class.
"Alright zen, now zat you 'ave your partners lets see vat you amatuers can do." she said walking towards the boombox in the corner and turning on what sounded like Tango music. The class looked at her questionally. "DANCE!" she yelled as she summoned a chair and sat down to watch the group.
"Listen Granger, I'm hating this as much as you are so lets get a few things straight, whatever happens in here stays here, and try to keep your dirty hands off me as much as possible got it!?!" Draco spat glaring at her.
"I'll do whatever I want, I don't take orders from a Malfoy or anyone at that!!!" Hermione snapped holding back the tears that were threatening to fall. She was just about to stomp out of the classroom when Madam Soule yelled at them to dance. Hermione placed her hands on his shoulders reluctantly as Draco put his hands around her waist. They started off pretty well gliding across the floor gracefully moving their feet forward and back, side to side. Apparently Hermione wasn't the only one who took dance classes. Soon students were clearing the floor to watch the long time enemies dance. Hermione swayed back and forth snapping her head once in awhile, the cinnamon scent from her hair lingering around Draco's nose. His heart began to thump. She was moving so gracefully across the floor and- wait, this is Mudblood Granger who slapped him in their 3rd year and called him a Ferret. Why was he thinking about her? He felt as if his heart was running at about 100 miles/hr. Was he enjoying Hermione Granger's presence?
Hermione watched Draco intently as they moved blissfully around the room. Their eyes locked and she saw his platinum blond hair fall softly across his face. The way he was looking down at her so calmly looked attractive and- whoa why was she thinking about him like that? Hermione Granger liking Draco Malfoy. Impossible........right?
The song suddenly ended and Draco had Hermione in a dip. Madam Soule began applauding her eyes as round as galleons.
"Bravo Bravo, very nice job, zat iz vat you call Tango people." she complimented happily. The bell rang and the students gathered their things as they left the classroom. Draco lifted Hermione from the dip, their eyes still locked. Hermione broke their gaze by smoothing down her skirt, picking up her bag, giving Draco a half smile, and leaving Draco in a state of shock which Katie broke.
"Yes lover boy your longtime enemy just gave you a smile, get over it." she said sarcastically.
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about." he lied, grabbing his things and following her. Did he really feel some kind of connection with Hermione in a short dance? He decided he was just being dillusional and exited the room with Katie.
"Oh, I think you know EXACTLY what I'm talking about." Katie said and scurried ahead.
a/n: i'm so sry u guys!!! i was extremely busy and had no time to post. but here it is hope ya liked it. i changed the summary a bit but it's still the same old story.what do ya think about Madam Soule's accent? If ya want me 2 continue it tell me in your review, so review plz!!!
Hermione woke up that Saturday morning to some rustling in her dorm. She grudgingly sat up slipping her feet into her puffy pink slippers, her eyes still closed, and walked over to her closet. Just as she carefully pulled the door open, a large bundle of clothes piled down on her making her land on the floor with a big "OOF".
"Hermione are you okay?" Katie called stepping out of the bathroom with a towl wrapped around her body.
"Uh huh" Hermione mumbled still half asleep, pulling clothes off her face. "Ummm.....Katie, is this yours?"Hermione asked holding up a hot pink thong.
"Oh my gosh! Hermione I'm so sorry!" Katie exclaimed growing extremely embarrased feeling her face becoming warm. "I came back to the dorm late last night and apparantly stuffed a bunch of my clothes in your closet by mistake!" she said rushing over to Hermione and gathering her clothes.
"Mmmm, oh no problem Katie, ughh, lets see." Hermione grumbled, rubbing her eyes and finally waking up.
"Lets see, mine........mine........mine........"Katie said sorting through and gathering up her clothes. "Ooh, very cute but not mine" she said holding up a pair of black high heeled dancing shoes.
"Oh gosh, I can't believe I still have these old things."Hermione stood up taking the shoes from Katie and blowing a bit of dust off the ends.
"You might want to shine those Hermione." came a voice from the door.
"What do you mean Whit?" Katie asked glancing at Hermione's shoes then at Whitney in the doorway.
"Check the bulliten board in the common room to find out." she answered and quickly closed the door. Katie and Hermione looked at eachother with curious looks on their faces and pulled some clothes on before heading down to the common room where there was a huge crowd in front of the bulliten board. Hermione squished through the crowd and got towards the front where there was a memo in bold print in the middle of the board.
STUDENTS
This year the staff and myself chose to give everyone an extra class or "elective". There will be 4 classes as follows:
BAND
ART
DRAMA
DANCE
You have been put in one of the classes above. To support the "inner house unity" students from all houses may be joining you in your class. To find out which class you'll be in, please do as follows:
FIND THE HANGING FILE FOLDER OF YOUR YEAR AND GRAB THE FILE WITH YOUR NAME ON IT.
TAP THE FILE 3 TIMES TO REVEAL THE CLASS WHERE YOU'VE BEEN PLACED.
Classes start MONDAY. Thankyou in advanced for your cooperation.
PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE
HEADMASTER
Hermione pushed through the crowd to the 6th year hanging file folder. She found her file, tapped on it 3 times, and opened it to find bold gold letters revealing one simple word.
DANCE
She smiled. She loved to dance. She had taken classes in the muggle world but quit because she had to leave for Hogwarts every year. She found Harry, Ron, Katie, and Whitney sitting on a couch looking at their files.
"Art" Ron groaned looking sadly at his file.
"What's so bad about art Ron?" Hermione asked curiously.
"I'm going to fail!!! A few years ago I had to make LOST posters for Ginny because she thought Cuppers, her puppy, had run away. A week later some old bloke came to the Burrow with a llama telling us he'd found Cuppers." Ron said annoyed "Turns out the stupid mutt had been sleeping in the bushes the whole time!!" he said rolling his eyes.
"Oh please Ron, don't fret, I'm sure you'll do fine. What did you get Harry?" Hermione asked turning his attention to him.
"Drama......unfortunately" Harry said glumly.
"Well see, that's easy." Hermione said trying to cheer him up.
"Maybe for you, when I went to the muggle school with Dudley there had been a school play. I was so horrible they made me be a prop!" he mumbled
"Oh PUH-LEASE, you 2 are such party poopers. What did u get Mione?" Katie asked becoming annoyed of listening the boys whine.
"Dance, you?" Hermione answered
"Same, this is gonna be so much fun! Waltzes, Tangos, the Macarena! OOHH I can't wait!!!" Katie cheered excitedly. Hermione and Whitney laughed at Katie's jitterness as they headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
Monday morning the students hurried down to breakfast and made their way to their electives afterwards. Hermione looked down at her new schedule.
DANCE 9:15 ROOM 58
She looked up at the door and carefully pushed on the handle as she entered the room. Some students had already arrived and were chatting in the corners of the large room. It had shiny wood floors and huge mirrors, acting like walls, surrounding the room.
A tall lady stood in the front of the room watching the students mingle around waiting for the tardy bell to ring. She wore a white blouse with a gray skirt that went down to her knees. Her hair was up in a tight bun and her cat-like glasses with gems at the ends gave her a strict look. The bell finally rung and the rest of the students filed in standing at the back of the room with the others. The lady (which Hermione assumed was the teacher) walked towards the middle of the room, the sound of her heels clicking filled the room with echos.
"My name iz Madam Soule, I vill be your dance instructor for zee year."She said sternly in a strong french accent. "Dance iz not just a bunch of silly movements, it iz an art. You vill learn Tangos, Salsas, a few Classic Waltzes, and a bit of Swing dancing." she said pacing back and forth. "Any questions?" she snapped facing the students, her green cat-like eyes scanning the crowd. The students shook their heads and murmered a few "No's". "Very vell zen, lets begin." she said grabbing a clipboard and quill out of her brown leather bag. "You vill be assigned a dance partner of a different gender to vork with for each unit. Oh and by zee vay, if I 'ear ONE complaint come from any of your adolesent mouths, vee vill start by learning to do zee splits, am I understood?" she asked, a smirk snaking up her face. They all nodded their heads furiously. "Excellent, lets start then shall vee?" she began lowering her specticles to the end of her pointy nose. "When I call your names please step forward, KATIE BRENNAN and BLAISE ZAMBINI, OLIVIA CHANCEY and ZACHARIAS SMITH, JUSTIN FINCH-FLETCHLEY and PARVATI PATIL, ANTHONY GOLDSTIEN and PANSY PARKINSON, HERMIONE GRANGER and DRACO MALFOY, ERNIE MACMILLAN and SUSAN BONES........" Hermione snapped her attention towards Madam Soule. Had she said Draco Malfoy was her partner? Impossible, her ears must be playing games with her. She hurried towards Madam Soule and tapped her on the shoulder.
"Err.....Madam Soule.....err.....who was my partner again? I didn't quite catch-"
"Draco Malfoy iz your partner Miss Granger." she snapped, interrupting Hermione.
"Are you sure because I-"
"Miss Granger, do I have to get you some 'earing aids? DRACO MALFOY iz your partner. Do you 'ave a problem vith zat?" she barked getting irratated.
"I do." came the voice from a tall platinum blond Slytherin. "If you think I'm going to be partnered with some filthy little mudblood, you must be deeply mistakend." he drawled.
"Mr.Malfoy, " Madam Soule began, taking off her glasses and looking Draco straight in the eye. "Vould you like to replace zose fancy jeans vith some dark green tights and demonstrate to the class 'ow you do zee splitz?" she questioned. Draco glared at her grimly. "I didn't zink so, now if you vould be so kind as to step off to zee side so I may continue assigning partners, I'd be incredibly grateful." she said sarcastically. Hermione and Draco went to a corner and waited until everyone was partnered up. Finally Madam Soule put away her clipboard and turned to the class.
"Alright zen, now zat you 'ave your partners lets see vat you amatuers can do." she said walking towards the boombox in the corner and turning on what sounded like Tango music. The class looked at her questionally. "DANCE!" she yelled as she summoned a chair and sat down to watch the group.
"Listen Granger, I'm hating this as much as you are so lets get a few things straight, whatever happens in here stays here, and try to keep your dirty hands off me as much as possible got it!?!" Draco spat glaring at her.
"I'll do whatever I want, I don't take orders from a Malfoy or anyone at that!!!" Hermione snapped holding back the tears that were threatening to fall. She was just about to stomp out of the classroom when Madam Soule yelled at them to dance. Hermione placed her hands on his shoulders reluctantly as Draco put his hands around her waist. They started off pretty well gliding across the floor gracefully moving their feet forward and back, side to side. Apparently Hermione wasn't the only one who took dance classes. Soon students were clearing the floor to watch the long time enemies dance. Hermione swayed back and forth snapping her head once in awhile, the cinnamon scent from her hair lingering around Draco's nose. His heart began to thump. She was moving so gracefully across the floor and- wait, this is Mudblood Granger who slapped him in their 3rd year and called him a Ferret. Why was he thinking about her? He felt as if his heart was running at about 100 miles/hr. Was he enjoying Hermione Granger's presence?
Hermione watched Draco intently as they moved blissfully around the room. Their eyes locked and she saw his platinum blond hair fall softly across his face. The way he was looking down at her so calmly looked attractive and- whoa why was she thinking about him like that? Hermione Granger liking Draco Malfoy. Impossible........right?
The song suddenly ended and Draco had Hermione in a dip. Madam Soule began applauding her eyes as round as galleons.
"Bravo Bravo, very nice job, zat iz vat you call Tango people." she complimented happily. The bell rang and the students gathered their things as they left the classroom. Draco lifted Hermione from the dip, their eyes still locked. Hermione broke their gaze by smoothing down her skirt, picking up her bag, giving Draco a half smile, and leaving Draco in a state of shock which Katie broke.
"Yes lover boy your longtime enemy just gave you a smile, get over it." she said sarcastically.
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about." he lied, grabbing his things and following her. Did he really feel some kind of connection with Hermione in a short dance? He decided he was just being dillusional and exited the room with Katie.
"Oh, I think you know EXACTLY what I'm talking about." Katie said and scurried ahead.
a/n: i'm so sry u guys!!! i was extremely busy and had no time to post. but here it is hope ya liked it. i changed the summary a bit but it's still the same old story.what do ya think about Madam Soule's accent? If ya want me 2 continue it tell me in your review, so review plz!!!