Dirty Dancing: Hogwarts Style

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Chapter-5-Dinner And A Show

You broke my heart 'cause I couldn't dance

You did-int even want me around,

And now I'm back to let you know I can really shake'm down

BOOM!

Everyone in the kitchen crouched down to the floor. As soon as the house had stopped shaking they stood up slowly.

Mrs. Weasley sighed and shook her head. "Honestly can't we have one quiet night?" She walked to the stairs. "Arthur! Fred, George!"

"Sorry, Harry," said Ron.

"For what?" Ron handed him some plates.

"This isn't exactly what I had in mind for someone coming over their first time."

"And what exactly did you have in mind, Ronald?" said Ginny who was getting napkins and cups. "A nice quiet, normal night? Pssht! You're just like mum."

"Hey!"

Hermione and Ginny giggled.

"I am not like mum!"

Hermione nodded. "In more ways than one, Ron!"

They heard Mrs. Weasley yelling at the twins and her husband. Harry laughed and Ginny turned to Hermione and said, "So, Hermione, is it true?"

"Is what true?"

Ding dong!

"I got it," said Ron and he left.

Ginny continued, "Are you really going to dance in the show?"

Hermione slammed the silver wear draw a little to hard and nearly dropped the forks and knives she was carrying. "Y-Yes." She faced Ginny. "Yes I am."

"What made you change your mind?"

Harry looked at Hermione and she could feel his gaze on her. "Well, it was during science and"-

"Hey, guys!"

"Hey, Lavender! How's it going?"

"Good. What can I do to help?"

"Make the salad?" Ginny suggested. "Anyway, so what made you decided to do it?"

"Make who decide what?" asked Lavender. Ron was standing close to her cutting tomatoes.

"Hermione's dancing in the assembly."

Hermione mentally smacked herself.

"Oh, yea." Lavender ate a cucumber. "It's because of that bet she made with Cho Chang."

"What!" everyone gasped.

"A bet?"

"Hermione!"

"Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"What did you bet?" asked Ron.

"Why did you bet?" she heard Harry's voice and it sounded a bit disappointed.

It took her a moment to say, "It's just that- well…I was just tired of Cho always ragging on me and you know…just being mean! I figured I got Harry here to teach me and he's a good dancer! We bet her Cadillac! And…" she got quiet… "my ruby choker."

Ginny gasped. "The same one that belonged to your great-great grandmother?" Hermione nodded. "Hermione, why?"

"I told you."

"Wait!" Lavender spoke up. "Harry, you can dance?" Harry nodded. "Cool. You two'll have to give us a little show after dinner."

"Why not?" Harry looked at Hermione and she felt like she deserved the embarrassment.

A half hour later and everyone was around the table passing around bread, salad, noodles and sauce.

"So, Harry," said Mr. Weasley, "tell us, why did you decide to move here?"

"My uncle," Harry replied. "His business moved us here." He shrugged. "More money I suppose."

"Oh, money," said Fred and then his twin George spoke up, "That must be a lovely thing to have." They shut up quickly after getting "the look" from their mother.

"We're kidding mum!"

"Yea, we think you and dad are great!"

"Why do you live with your aunt and uncle?" asked Ginny.

Harry was quiet for a moment. "Um…I was about a year old when there was a fire in my house and my parents didn't exactly make it out."

"Oh," sighed Mrs. Weasley, "poor dear."

"How did the fire start?"

"Ginny!"

"Not sure," Harry answered quickly. "We think someone might of started it."

"But who would want to do that to someone?"

"Ginny, that's quite enough. George! Put that thing away!"

"Yes, mam." A puff of smoke suddenly came out from under the table and Mrs. Weasley said, "You're cleaning that up." Fred laughed. "You to Fred!"

"What!"

After everything was picked up Ginny, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Lavender all headed into the basement.

"Hey guys!" Fred and George shouted in unison. "Wait! Whatcha doing?"

"Nothing," Hermione said quickly.

"Oh, now we know it's good. Playing a prank on ol' Professor Snape? You know, Fred and I could give you a few pointers."

"We're not playing any pranks, guys," said Lavender.

"Oh, well why not?" asked George.

And Fred said, "We can still give you a few pointers on whatever it is you're doing."

"That includes dancing then?" asked Ginny.

Hermione promised to kick herself very hard later. Not everyone had to know.

"Dancing!" The twins gasped in unison. "Who?"

"Hermione and Harry," Ginny said again and Hermione began to will the floor beneath her to open and swallow her up whole, but it never happened.

"Hermione! Since when do you dance?"

Hermione sighed and the group began to make their way down stairs again. Ron and Harry began to move furniture around and Lavender and Hermione picked through music.

"So?" Fred asked. "Since when do you dance, Hermione?"

"A little more," Hermione heard Harry and Ron grunt. "There." She turned to Fred and answered, "It was a bet."

"A bet? I thought you were against stuff like that."

"Cho Chang never shuts up!" she shouted and Lavender patted her shoulder so she would calm down. Fred began laughing and Hermione sighed in frustration. "What now?"

"Nothing!" He shook his head and continued laughing. "It's just, this is so unlike you." He looked at Harry and then back to Hermione and leaned in close to her. "This wouldn't be because of him would it?" He nudged his head in Harry's direction.

"What?" Hermione whispered.

"You're not doing this just because you have a small thing for Harry Potter, huh?"

Hermione felt her cheeks get hot. She answered quickly with a no and turned away to put in a CD. It was like the music Ms. Hooch played at the beginning of the year to get her students started.

Harry walked over to her. "Ok, so obviously…" He put his arm around her waist and she put hers around his neck then he straightened his back and stepped forward. Hermione stepped back. Then they stepped back and to the right and to the left.

"Hold on, hold on," Lavender stood up. "Hermione, if you're going to dance fix your posture." Hermione felt hands on her back and she felt hers shoulders being pushed back. Her head snapped up to look into Harry's eyes. "There you go. Posture is very important when you dance. Fix your arms. Don't want spaghetti arms. Ok, go ahead Harry."

"Thank you." Harry looked at Hermione. "Let me lead."

"I am letting you lead."

"But you're not trusting me."

"What makes you say that?"

"I can feel it. You're not relaxed."

"Well excuse me I'm a leader not a follower."

"Calm down, Hermione," said Ginny.

Hermione took in a deep. Harry smiled amusingly. "You get frustrated easily don't you?"

"Yes!" Hermione snapped.

"Good. Let's try it again. It's a waltz, very easy. Back, forward, left, right…" he repeated the steps again and spun her around in a circle. "Good."

Hermione could feel her body loosen up and the steps were easy to memorize. "So is this all there is to dancing?" she spoke to Harry.

"This is the basics of it. If you want to beat Cho we're going to have to get a little more complicated."

Hermione felt herself spinning again and she stopped dancing to ask, "Complicated?" Harry nodded. "What kind of complicated?"

"You want to beat Cho don't you?" Hermione nodded. "Well then…Tango complicated." Hermione's mouth dropped and Harry held back a laugh. "Too bad you already made the bet. Can't back out now."

I know this wasn't that long, or even that good guys and I'm sorry. I'm having a bit of a writer's block and trying to figure out when and where I am going to out everything. Thanks for reading.