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Chapter 29 I Won't Dance
I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, Madame, with you
My heart won't let my feet do things that they should do
You know what, you're lovely
You know what, you're so lovely
And, oh, what you do to me
I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore
I feel so absolutely stumped on the floor
Frank Sinatra "I Won't Dance"
Alexis flopped into a chair in the teacher's lounge. She was rubbing her throbbing toes and trying to remember exactly why she had agreed to teach teenagers how to dance. Snape had indeed provided her with several of his students, although he himself had managed to slither out of assisting. She didn't believe for an instant his excuse of an important potion being in a very delicate stage. All of the Slytherin students were very good dancers. All of them were very accomplished in the social graces. All of them were sly, devious, mischievous Slytherins to their fingertips.
She had caught Blaise Zambini teaching some of the other third years the Funky Chicken. The only problem was that he had convinced them that it was an American variation of the foxtrot and all the rage at parties.
Millicent Bulstrode was teaching Neville Longbottom the waltz. She was doing a beautiful job of it. Alexis was pleased that at least one Slytherin was trying. That was until she noticed that Millicent was leading and Neville was following. Although Alexis wasn't entirely sure that Millicent had been playing a joke on Neville with that one.
She found half the Slytherins teaching their partners highly inappropriate and in some cases impossibly convoluted dance holds. Who knew that Hannah Abbot was so flexible? The other half were teaching the correct dance holds but adding moves that had never been seen on a ballroom dance floor. How could anyone believe that a piggy back ride was part of a waltz routine?
She was definitely going to have a private class with the girls to teach them a stinging hex. If she had moved one hand off her bum she had moved one hundred hands off her bum. Alexis tried to remember if every male she had danced with had tried to cop a feel? Neville Longbottom and Harry Potter were the only two who had managed to restrain themselves. Even Ron Weasley's hand had accidently slipped. Which had resulted in Hermione Granger shooting them death glares for the rest of the night.
The culmination of the evening had been when Ron Weasley had noticed that Draco Malfoy was dancing with his sister. Alexis had been watching the couple and was surprised that Draco was actually being polite for a change. Ginny actually laughed at something he said. This caught Ron's attention. Alexis didn't want to think about what happened next.
The door to the teacher's lounge opened and Snape breezed in, "How did the dance class go? I was very disappointed that I was unable to assist you with it. The potion I was experimenting with matured at a faster rate than I expected."
Alexis just glared at him as she continued to rub her bruised toes. She was going to have to get steel toed dancing shoes before the next class.
Snape pulled a chair around in front of Alexis and sitting down picked up her feet and began to massage them.
Alexis leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes.
"So, are you going to tell me about the dance class," Snape persisted.
An imp of mischief perched on Alexis's shoulder and whispered in her ear. Alexis slowly smiled as she listened to the wicked suggestions coming from the little trouble maker.
Without opening her eyes, Alexis replied, "It went better than I could have ever hoped, Severus. I owe you a big thank you for sending your students. I can't imagine how the class would have gone if they hadn't been there to help."
Alexis felt Snape pause in rubbing her feet.
Nudging his hands with her toes, she got him to start rubbing her feet.
"Yes, I cannot believe how helpful they were. I think this dance class may have started some inter house unity. It will be interesting to see if some romantic relationships don't develop from all this intermingling of different houses."
"Wonderful," Snape responded blankly.
"Yes, I think Malfo and Weasley made a beautiful couple. Ouch Severus, not so hard."
"Sorry. Did you say Malfoy and Weasley"
"Yes. Malfoy was teaching Weasley how to dance. I had to correct them about how close they were holding each other a few times though," Alexis was watching Snape through her lashes. He was looking a little green.
"They just could not seem to stay away from each other. Malfoy would stare at Weasley whenever they had to change partners. Weasly would glare at whomever Malfoy was partnering. At their age, puppy love is so cute."
Snape was looking slightly nauseous, "Malfoy and Weasly"
"Yes dear, don't you think they make a lovely couple?"
"Malfoy and Weasly," Snape had stopped rubbing her feet and was now rubbing his head.
"Of course when I caught them snogging in the closet I had to put a stop to that."
"You what?" Snape's look of horrified disbelief was priceless.
"I caught Malfoy and Weasley snogging in the closet and put a stop to it. I advised them that there is a time and place for everything and dance class is not the proper place for snogging. I was very discreet about it though. No reason to cause them any embarrassment."
"You caught Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley snogging?" Snape looked like he was about to have a heart attack. He was picturing Lucius Malfoy's reaction to hearing about his son and Arthur Weasley's daughter snogging. It wasn't a pretty picture.
"Don't be silly Severus," Alexis laughed.
"So you didn't catch Draco and Ginny in the closet?" Snape was starting to feel a measure of relief.
"No, it wasn't Draco and Ginny. It was Draco and Ron in the closet snogging. I wonder if that is how the term coming out of the closet started?"
Snape had collapsed in his chair. He was just staring at her. His mouth was opening and closing helplessly. He just could not think of a single thing to say. Lucius Malfoy was going to kill someone. As Draco's head of house, Snape was in the direct line of fire. Not only was his son gay, he was involved with Arthur Weasley's SON.
Alexis got up and cuddled into Snape's lap, "What's the matter darling? You look a little upset."
Snape's mouth open and closed again without him saying anything.
Alexis began to run her fingers through Snape's hair, "Don't you think Draco and Ron make a delightful couple?"
Snape just stared at her blankly.
"Draco Malfoy and Ron Weasley?" Snape said weakly, "Lucius is going to explode like one of Longbottom's cauldrons when he hears about this."
Snape wrapped his arms around Alexis and began to mentally update his will.
"Severus, Do you really think Lucius would be upset?"
Snape nodded. Alexis could hear something mumbled that sounded like, "Kill me."
"How about if I make this all go away?"
Snape looked at her suspiciously, "How?" he drawled out.
Alexis threaded her fingers firmly through his black hair. Giving it a firm tug she forced him to meet her eyes, "You will have a very firm talk with your students. You will advise them that under no circumstance are they to disrupt my dance class as they did tonight. You will utilize whatever means necessary to assure that your students are helpful and correct in all instructions they give my students. Am I clear?"
"How will my doing that make this go away?"
"Because then I won't have to send an owl to Lucius telling him about it."
"Are you trying to blackmail me?"
"Yes, I believe I am."
Being a Slytherin. Snape looked at her in admiration and respect, "Did you really catch Malfoy and Weasley in the closet?"
"Does it really matter?"
"Of course it matters. I may never be able to sleep again if I cannot get that picture out of my head."
"I'll let you know after the next dance class which is this Thursday."
"Will your answer depend on the behavior of my students?"
"Probably," Alexis gave him a cheeky grin and leaning down gave him a kiss.
Snape quickly deepened the kiss. It had been a long thirty-six hours since they had woken each other up Monday morning in a most enjoyable way. Potter had been released from the infirmary and Alexis had returned to her baby sitting duties.
This was the first chance they had had for any alone time. Alexis was attempting to unbutton Snape's vest and frock coat, "Too many layers," she complained.
Snape had slipped his hands inside Alexis's robes and under the jumper she wore to find warm silky skin. He was nibbling on her ear and whispering what he was planning on doing to her.
Alexis shuddered at the feeling of his warm, soft lips on her skin and his hot breath against her neck. His voice alone was enough to have her hot, ready and wet for him. He could have been reading the phone book and she would have found it sexy. He wasn't reading the phone book and the pictures his words were evoking had Alexis ready to rip his clothes off and throw him to the floor. She leaned back and placed a hand on each edge of his shirt ready to let the buttons fly when she heard a noise from over by the door.
"Ahem," Remus cleared his throat. His face was flushed and he looked as if his collar was choking him.
Alexis groaned and hung her head in frustration, "Remus, I love you like a brother but go away."
"Lupin? What is Lupin doing here?" Snape snarled.
"It is the teacher's lounge," Remus replied defensively, "how was I to know you to were going to be in here doing...that?"
"Remus, I'll give you a thousand galleons if you go baby sit Harry for me tonight," Alexis offered.
Just then Professor Flitwick entered the room, "A thousand galleons to do what?"
Alexis slid off of Snape's lap and back into her own chair with a huffy sigh, "I said I would pay someone a thousand galleons to baby sit Harry Potter tonight."
Professor McGonagall had entered the teacher's lounge, "Baby sit Harry Potter? Alexis is supposed to be guarding Mr. Potter, what's this about someone baby sitting him?"
Professor Flitwick helpfully filled in Professor McGonagall, "Alexis is offering to pay a thousand galleons to the person who will baby sit Harry Potter tonight."
"Speaking of Mr. Potter, if you are here, where is he?" McGonagall asked with lips pursed in disapproval and in her primmest voice. Although if anyone looked closely they could see a bit of a twinkle in her eyes. From the state of Snape's clothes and Alexis's hair it wasn't hard to picture what she had been doing here.
Alexis closed her eyes and concentrated for a moment, "Harry is in the Grffyndor common room."
"How would you know that?"
"A locator charm," Alexis smiled smugly.
"A locator charm? Oh my dear, that is marvelous. You are coming along smashingly with your charms," Professor Flitwick enthused.
"Thank you Filius, but, I did want to get your assistance. It seems the charm only last for thirty minutes. I thought it was going to last longer than that?"
"Hmmm, it may have to do with the way you are flicking your wand, or how long a swish you use at the end. Give me a demonstration."
Alexis was about to comply when she was interrupted by McGonagall, "How long ago did you place your locator charm on Mr. Potter?"
Alexis glanced at the clock, "I have five minutes to get back to Grffyndor tower. Filius can we work on this tomorrow?"
"Of course. I would be delighted," Flitwick smiled happily.
"By the way Alexis, when did you put the charm on Harry?" Remus questioned as Alexis was getting up to leave.
"At the end of dance class. I needed thirty minutes alone."
Remus smiled, "I can understand that. Especially after having to break up Malfoy and Weasley."
Snape abruptly stood to his feet and stormed out of the room.
Remus thought he heard him mutter as he pushed by him, "Dead man walking."
Remus looked puzzled, "Was it something I said?"
