Muggle Dancing
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Later that night, Draco sat on one of the comfy beds of the Leaky Cauldron. Shin knelt down in front of him, elbows resting on his knees, gentle fingers prodding and soothing his sore jaw.
"Owe!" he pulled away from her, glaring. "That hurts!"
"Of course it hurts," she mocked him. "I'm no healer. I need to know -where- the break is before I can heal it, so stop whining like a baby and stay still!"
"I'm not a baby..." Draco muttered, but held still. Shin rolled her eyes and continued to feel along his jaw. He winched when he poked at a more sensitive spot, and then glared again when she applied more pressure.
"Are you trying to torture me woman!" he yelled, pulling away again.
"Stop whining," she stood up, and went to fetch her wand. "I found the break... you'll be healed in no time."
"Ch... I don't even trust you now. We should of just gone to Mungo's..."
"Calm down," she returned, and sat down next to him. Drapping one leg across his lap to give her better acess, she quickly found the sensitive spot just above the break with the tip of her wand, and healed it with a few well chosen words.
Draco only stared at her, the pain in his jaw gone now.
"From whatever you did to those Weasely Twins, I would say that I don't want them knowing what sort of possition we're in right now, because they would get the wrong idea."
Shin laughed.
Rolling his eyes, Draco pushed Shin away from her, and went to his trunk in the corner of the room. He sighed when he read his name encraved in thin cursive, but ignored it and opened it anyways. Pulling out a book entitled 'Bogles and Other Evils', and flipped to the page he had book marked as he went back to the bed.
"Bogles," Shin let the name roll off her tongue. "Bog... elles... Bogles. Bogle. Boogle. Begal?" Finding her randomness amusing, she started laughing. Draco just rolled his eyes again, and turned the page.
"Your no fun..." she pouted at him.
"Your too much fun," he dragged, absorbing as much information as possible.
"Wanna play?" she asked. Draco blushed slightly; he knew better then to take that suggestively, but the way she said it...
A pillow hit his head.
"What was that for!" he glared up at her.
"For thinking naughty thoughts," she laughed again, and stuck her tongue out at him. Suddenly she was up again. She twirled around restlessly, before stopping by the mantle and looking at him. "I wanna dance... lets go find a ring! Please?"
"No," Draco said hastily. "Those rings are evil..."
"Only because you don't know how to get out of them," Shin said pointedly, fixing him with 'a look'. "What else, do you suggest, besides finding a ring?"
"Um... I..." Draco looked around the room, in vain hope that there would be something else to distract her attention...
Nothing.
Closing the book, making sure to mark his page, he stood up, and walked towards her.
"Why don't we find a different place to dance... less... hazardous?"
She sunk into thought, considering it. Draco watched her, crossing his fingers behind his back...
He -really- didn't want to go out to find a 'ring'...
"Okay," she said, looking back up at him. "But we're going to where I wanna go, alright?"
"Alright, alright," he raised his hands in surrender, and she smiled. Hooking her arm around his, she turned to the mantle. Pointing her wand at the firegrate, she lit a fire, and then reached for some floo powder...
"Aren't you going to at least tell me where we are going?"
"You need to learn proper grammer, young Master Malfoy."
"Fine... Would you ever-so-kindly tell me where our destination is?"
"Hmm... no."
Casting the floo power into the flames, she watched them go emerald, and then dragged Draco into the fireplace with her. It was a tight squeeze, but they just made it.
"Zehili's Night Club!" Shin shouted.
They disappeared in the flames...
An owl came in through the window, and landed on the bed. Looking around the room, but seeing no one, it settled down, ruffling it's feathers.
-
They dropped out of another fireplace, and Draco coughed. Pulling himself to his feet, he brushed a bit of soot off of his pants before helping Shin up.
"That was fun," she said cheerily, before starting to drag him to the entrance.
"Aren't we going to dance?" he asked, even if he regreted it.
"Yeah... but not here," Shin said easily. "Too many... wizards here."
"Isn't that the point?"
"No."
Draco rolled his eyes, for the millionth time that night, but let himself be dragged. For the life of him, he would never be able to figure out this girl in front of him.
He was his own age, and yet she was already a full fledged auror, and out of school. Sure, he knew part of the reason for that, but what of the rest of the reason?
She was devastatingly beautiful, and he couldn't help himself, he still hadn't gotten past wanting to throw her up against a wall and kiss her mindlessly... But he couldn't do that. One, she had enough authority and skill to kill him and make it look like an accident, and two she was his friend.
And of course, she was helping him... he couldn't figure out why she was still helping him. She told him herself that she never did an assignment that was longer then a week, because she lost interest and usually just left. it was two weeks into the summer, and two weeks since she had first met him...
Two weeks. He knew this girl for two weeks, and already she was his best friend.
"Here!" she chimed. He realised that they were outside... and in front of another club.
A muggle club.
"No," he said, more out of habbit then disagreement.
"You know you wanna," she said, flashing him with irrisistable eyes.
He knew -exactly- why George was fawning over her... he didn't know why Fred seemed to dislike her though.
She was just too easy to fall in love with... or to think you had fallen in love with.
"Couples night," he said, obversing a sign.
"Guess it's you an' me, huh love?" she joked, winking up at him. He smirked, and pulled her to his side.
"Ya know, if you said that two weeks ago I would probably of had you chained to a bed by now."
"Good thing I didn't say it two weeks ago."
They slipped down the stairs of the club, into an underground getto-like place. It was dirty, stant of sweat and alchohal, and the music was blasting loud enough to hear from Mexico, but Draco smiled.
It was completely opposite from the life he lived for 17 years...
"Think your up to some Spanish Dancing?" Shin asked, pulling him onto the dance floor.
"Some what?" Draco said confused.
"Spanish music, Spanish Dancing," Shin pointed out. "Just look around you..." Draco did, and had to do a double take.
He could -not- dance like that...
"No."
"Awe... please? Just try?" She pouted again, and looked up at him with big doe eyes...
'Dammit...'
"Okay, okay... but if I break your toes it's not my fault."
This made her smile. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she came up close to him, and moved with the movements. It amazed him still how she didn't need to know the moves of any dance to master it, and was instantly better then anyone else.
Resting his hands on her hips, he roughly mimiced some of the easier movements of the dancers.
Shin laughed.
"I'm gonna havta teach you," she said with a smile. "But for now... this is good."
Draco rolled his eyes... again.
-
After several hours of dancing, the two of them went back to the stairs. Shin was smiling with amusement and adoration for the dancing, and continued to watch it, and Draco just leaned back.
Yeah... he knew what George felt for her. Utter-lust. He had felt it when he first saw her too, and still could feel a tad of it now... but most of it had simmered down, to a need to protect her... as if she were a sister.
She yawned, and leaned against his chest.
"M'tired..." she murmured. He chuckled, and stood up, scooping her into his arms. She cuddled against his chest as he walked back up the stairs.
Looking around, he found that Zehili's Night Club wasn't too far away, and walked back to it. After a wait in the line-up there, he found the fireplace.
Standing in front of it, he pulled Shin tighter against his chest, looking down at her.
She was asleep...
"Little Sister..." he smiled. "I like the sound of that..."
Managing to get a little bit of floo powder, he flicked it into the flames, making them roar emerald, and stepped into them.
"Leaky Cauldron, room 413!"
-
Later that night, Draco sat on one of the comfy beds of the Leaky Cauldron. Shin knelt down in front of him, elbows resting on his knees, gentle fingers prodding and soothing his sore jaw.
"Owe!" he pulled away from her, glaring. "That hurts!"
"Of course it hurts," she mocked him. "I'm no healer. I need to know -where- the break is before I can heal it, so stop whining like a baby and stay still!"
"I'm not a baby..." Draco muttered, but held still. Shin rolled her eyes and continued to feel along his jaw. He winched when he poked at a more sensitive spot, and then glared again when she applied more pressure.
"Are you trying to torture me woman!" he yelled, pulling away again.
"Stop whining," she stood up, and went to fetch her wand. "I found the break... you'll be healed in no time."
"Ch... I don't even trust you now. We should of just gone to Mungo's..."
"Calm down," she returned, and sat down next to him. Drapping one leg across his lap to give her better acess, she quickly found the sensitive spot just above the break with the tip of her wand, and healed it with a few well chosen words.
Draco only stared at her, the pain in his jaw gone now.
"From whatever you did to those Weasely Twins, I would say that I don't want them knowing what sort of possition we're in right now, because they would get the wrong idea."
Shin laughed.
Rolling his eyes, Draco pushed Shin away from her, and went to his trunk in the corner of the room. He sighed when he read his name encraved in thin cursive, but ignored it and opened it anyways. Pulling out a book entitled 'Bogles and Other Evils', and flipped to the page he had book marked as he went back to the bed.
"Bogles," Shin let the name roll off her tongue. "Bog... elles... Bogles. Bogle. Boogle. Begal?" Finding her randomness amusing, she started laughing. Draco just rolled his eyes again, and turned the page.
"Your no fun..." she pouted at him.
"Your too much fun," he dragged, absorbing as much information as possible.
"Wanna play?" she asked. Draco blushed slightly; he knew better then to take that suggestively, but the way she said it...
A pillow hit his head.
"What was that for!" he glared up at her.
"For thinking naughty thoughts," she laughed again, and stuck her tongue out at him. Suddenly she was up again. She twirled around restlessly, before stopping by the mantle and looking at him. "I wanna dance... lets go find a ring! Please?"
"No," Draco said hastily. "Those rings are evil..."
"Only because you don't know how to get out of them," Shin said pointedly, fixing him with 'a look'. "What else, do you suggest, besides finding a ring?"
"Um... I..." Draco looked around the room, in vain hope that there would be something else to distract her attention...
Nothing.
Closing the book, making sure to mark his page, he stood up, and walked towards her.
"Why don't we find a different place to dance... less... hazardous?"
She sunk into thought, considering it. Draco watched her, crossing his fingers behind his back...
He -really- didn't want to go out to find a 'ring'...
"Okay," she said, looking back up at him. "But we're going to where I wanna go, alright?"
"Alright, alright," he raised his hands in surrender, and she smiled. Hooking her arm around his, she turned to the mantle. Pointing her wand at the firegrate, she lit a fire, and then reached for some floo powder...
"Aren't you going to at least tell me where we are going?"
"You need to learn proper grammer, young Master Malfoy."
"Fine... Would you ever-so-kindly tell me where our destination is?"
"Hmm... no."
Casting the floo power into the flames, she watched them go emerald, and then dragged Draco into the fireplace with her. It was a tight squeeze, but they just made it.
"Zehili's Night Club!" Shin shouted.
They disappeared in the flames...
An owl came in through the window, and landed on the bed. Looking around the room, but seeing no one, it settled down, ruffling it's feathers.
-
They dropped out of another fireplace, and Draco coughed. Pulling himself to his feet, he brushed a bit of soot off of his pants before helping Shin up.
"That was fun," she said cheerily, before starting to drag him to the entrance.
"Aren't we going to dance?" he asked, even if he regreted it.
"Yeah... but not here," Shin said easily. "Too many... wizards here."
"Isn't that the point?"
"No."
Draco rolled his eyes, for the millionth time that night, but let himself be dragged. For the life of him, he would never be able to figure out this girl in front of him.
He was his own age, and yet she was already a full fledged auror, and out of school. Sure, he knew part of the reason for that, but what of the rest of the reason?
She was devastatingly beautiful, and he couldn't help himself, he still hadn't gotten past wanting to throw her up against a wall and kiss her mindlessly... But he couldn't do that. One, she had enough authority and skill to kill him and make it look like an accident, and two she was his friend.
And of course, she was helping him... he couldn't figure out why she was still helping him. She told him herself that she never did an assignment that was longer then a week, because she lost interest and usually just left. it was two weeks into the summer, and two weeks since she had first met him...
Two weeks. He knew this girl for two weeks, and already she was his best friend.
"Here!" she chimed. He realised that they were outside... and in front of another club.
A muggle club.
"No," he said, more out of habbit then disagreement.
"You know you wanna," she said, flashing him with irrisistable eyes.
He knew -exactly- why George was fawning over her... he didn't know why Fred seemed to dislike her though.
She was just too easy to fall in love with... or to think you had fallen in love with.
"Couples night," he said, obversing a sign.
"Guess it's you an' me, huh love?" she joked, winking up at him. He smirked, and pulled her to his side.
"Ya know, if you said that two weeks ago I would probably of had you chained to a bed by now."
"Good thing I didn't say it two weeks ago."
They slipped down the stairs of the club, into an underground getto-like place. It was dirty, stant of sweat and alchohal, and the music was blasting loud enough to hear from Mexico, but Draco smiled.
It was completely opposite from the life he lived for 17 years...
"Think your up to some Spanish Dancing?" Shin asked, pulling him onto the dance floor.
"Some what?" Draco said confused.
"Spanish music, Spanish Dancing," Shin pointed out. "Just look around you..." Draco did, and had to do a double take.
He could -not- dance like that...
"No."
"Awe... please? Just try?" She pouted again, and looked up at him with big doe eyes...
'Dammit...'
"Okay, okay... but if I break your toes it's not my fault."
This made her smile. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she came up close to him, and moved with the movements. It amazed him still how she didn't need to know the moves of any dance to master it, and was instantly better then anyone else.
Resting his hands on her hips, he roughly mimiced some of the easier movements of the dancers.
Shin laughed.
"I'm gonna havta teach you," she said with a smile. "But for now... this is good."
Draco rolled his eyes... again.
-
After several hours of dancing, the two of them went back to the stairs. Shin was smiling with amusement and adoration for the dancing, and continued to watch it, and Draco just leaned back.
Yeah... he knew what George felt for her. Utter-lust. He had felt it when he first saw her too, and still could feel a tad of it now... but most of it had simmered down, to a need to protect her... as if she were a sister.
She yawned, and leaned against his chest.
"M'tired..." she murmured. He chuckled, and stood up, scooping her into his arms. She cuddled against his chest as he walked back up the stairs.
Looking around, he found that Zehili's Night Club wasn't too far away, and walked back to it. After a wait in the line-up there, he found the fireplace.
Standing in front of it, he pulled Shin tighter against his chest, looking down at her.
She was asleep...
"Little Sister..." he smiled. "I like the sound of that..."
Managing to get a little bit of floo powder, he flicked it into the flames, making them roar emerald, and stepped into them.
"Leaky Cauldron, room 413!"