Disclaimer: Don't own the characters (they belong to JKR, and Scholastic, and Bloomsbury, and God only knows who else), or the song (sung by The Contours for More Dirty Dancing and probably some other stuff, too). I do own the little story, though! Except I don't own it in the sense that I'm getting paid for it. Darn.

A/N: This is a little Neville/Ginny thing when they're older and married, but I guess you could put in your own pairing if you so please. :shrugs: It's Neville and Ginny in my head, in any case! Oh yes – the stuff in italics is the song, obviously, and it's playing on the radio in their kitchen.

Do You Like it Like This?

You broke my heart
Cause I couldn't dance
You didn't even want me around
And now I'm back, to let you know
I can really shake 'em down

"Neville, what are you doing?"
"Dancing."
"But why?"
"Because I can."
"Well you look ridiculous."
"Do I now? Then I suggest you look a little bit closer, because –"

I can mash potatoes! (mash potatoes!)
And I can do the twist! (do the twist!)
Now tell me baby – (tell me baby!)
Do you like it like this? (do you like it like this?)

"Neville, get down from there this instant!"

Tell me! (tell me)

"I am telling you – Mum would kill me if she ever found out you'd broken that table."

Tell me!

"Neville, I mean it, that's an antique!"

Now, do you love me? (Do you love me?)

"Am I going to have to come up there and get you myself?"

Now, do you love me? (Do you love me?)

"All right, you've been warned!"

Now that I can dance (dance, dance, dance!)

-CRASH!-

"Oh no, now you've really done it, Nev–"
"Reparo."
"Oh… right."
"So, do you love me?"
"Of course – how could I not after witnessing that?"

The End.