It had been nearly four weeks since Michael had made friends with the Marauders. Severus was now a right cocky bastard, but he was happy. No one picked on him anymore, at least, and he was still nice to Michael. Sirius, Remus and James were spending as much time as possible with them, and Peter was spending as much time as possible away from them. All-in-all, Michael had no complaints. That is, until Dumbledore decided to have a school dance.

"What IS it with this old man and dances! Did you know, he's had THREE already this year!" Sirius ranted, walking out of the Great Hall.

"Three?" Michael asked, exasperated.

"Yes, three." Severus said, coming up behind them. "Speaking of which," He added, pushing Sirius out of the way so he could get next to Michael. "Know who you're going with yet?" he asked, wrapping his arm around Michael's waist, winking suggestively. Michael just rolled his eyes and pushed off his arm, completely missing Sirius and Remus' growls and glares, in the general direction of Severus.

"I'm not going with anyone, Sev. I'm just going to dance with anyone who asks."

"Fine, be that way." Severus replied, sulking.

The dance was there in no time. Michael was up in his dorm, pulling his hair back into a crimson red ribbon, to match his robes. He gave himself a once-over in the mirror, then nodded and walked out to meet his date.

"Oh, Michael! You look fantastic!" Brian said, kissing him on the cheek and taking his arm. Michael just smiled and lead the way out of the common room. Severus was going to kill him.

"No date, huh?" Severus asked, glaring at Brian, and Michael laughed.

"So? I changed my mind. And I'm still going to dance with anyone who asks." he said, and quickly walked away before Sev. Had the chance to ask him to dance. He didn't want to dance with Sev. He liked him, but Sev was now the school "play boy", and he didn't want to get caught up in that. He let Brian go dance with some fifth year and sat at a table, watching all the couples dancing and having a good time.

He was just about to get up and leave when he was tapped on the shoulder. "May I have this dance?" asked Sirius and Michael smiled, turning around and nodding. He took Sirius' hand and lead him to the middle of the dance floor, just as a rather pleasant rhythm started up. Sirius bowed and Michael bowed back. He was suddenly very glad he had taken those dancing lessons after his fourth year disaster. He wrapped his arm right around Sirius' waist and took Sirius' left hand in his.

When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me swayLike a lazy ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more

Back step, front step. Two back steps, one left step, spin. Michael suddenly found himself lost in Sirius' eyes, almost forgetting what he was doing. Thankfully, he stopped himself before he had yet another dancing disaster.

Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with ease
When we dance you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me

Right step, two front steps, two back steps. When did his eyes start looking like that? Michael thought as he spun Sirius' away from him and pulled him back into his arms so his back was against his chest. He spun him out again. Then brought him back in, but much much closer this time, bringing his arm back around his waist.

Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have that magic technique
When we sway I go weak

Michael dipped Sirius, and pulled him back up, never once breaking eye contact. Spin out, spin in, side step, front step, back step, another dip. Why does it seem as if my heart has suddenly stopped beating? Michael though, as Sirius continued to draw closer still with every spin, or dip.

I can hear the sounds of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now

He suddenly found that his hand was MUCH lower than what it had started at, and quickly brought it back up, blushing, but seeing the look of disappointment on Sirius' face, he brought it slowly back down. Searching his eyes fro any note of disapproval, when he saw none, he smiled and placed his hand just above Sirius'..er..well I guess "Bum" is as good a word as any, and pulling him closer so he was flush against him.

Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only youOnly you have the magic technique
When we sway I go weak

I can hear the sounds of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now

When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more

Back step, left step, back step, two front steps. They're hips grinded together pleasantly with every movement, and Michael almost felt himself pur. Neither of them noticed that everyone in the hall was watching them.

Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with ease
When we dance you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me

When marimba start to play
Hold me close, makes me sway
Like an ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more

Michael suddenly stopped them and cupped Sirius' face in his left hand. Sirius nuzzled his hand, before Michael pulled him closer, kissing him gently.

Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with ease
When we dance you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me

Suddenly wiled applause broke out in the hall and Michael ans Sirius broke apart, staring in shock and horror at everyone in the circle around them.

Ok I HAD to put this chapter, I was listening to this song and the idea sorta...came to me..oh and this doesn't end very soon. We still have a jelous marauder and a jelous potions professor to deal with, and much much more nods R&R please .