Chapter 32: Hermione's History of Dance
A/N: Disclaimer in first few chapters! Now so...let's pick up where we left off, shall we?
This abrupt exclamation got her three blank looks from the three other occupants in the room and a cocked eyebrow from her blonde lover.
"If I may, I would like to know what Riverdance is?" Pansy questioned, asking the very same question that was on the two mens' minds.
"It's easier just to show you." the brunette witch murmured, mostly to herself. She reached out a hand towards Draco, who immediately took it, and extended another to the female at her right who grasped the appendage hesitantly.
"Hey! What about me?" Blaise, ever the drama queen, pouted.
"Grab hold of Pansy here and then I'll apparte us to the stadium," Hermione said, already picturing her destination in her mind's eye and just as the dark skinned male grabbed Pansy's hand, they were off. Stumbling slightly from the effect of teleporting so many people, Hermione soon righted herself and looked up to face the INEC in Killarney, Ireland.
"Hermione...where are we?" Draco asked tentatively, jogging slightly to catch up with her as she strode sound of two pairs of feet followed as neither Blaise or Pansy wanted to be left behind.
"We are where tonight's show is on." Hermione replied absentmindedly, not paying much attention to watch she was saying but rather to the uneven ground at her feet so she wouldn't trip. Slipping in the backdoor, they were greeted by sentences like "Oh Lord! Hermione!" and "Thanks be to God you're here, Mia". Laughing, the talented young woman simultaneously hugged everyone in the room and introduced Draco, Blaise and Pansy to them. After about 20 minutes of smiling, Draco's face hurt and he wanted to get out of the stuffy room. Hermione, being the clever mood senser that she is, indicated that she was going outside to her colleagues and made a beeline for the door, Draco, Blaise and Pansy in tow.
The brightest witch of her age lead them towards a picnic bench located nearby and proceeded to explain the situation. As the trio listened to Hermione's tale, they were gobsmacked and blown away by how talented she was. At the age of four, she had shown that she had a likening for dance, Irish Traditional dance in particular. When the young Hermione reached the age of seven, her mother enrolled her in the Delaney Academy of Irish Dance where she excelled in all aspects of the intricate subject, quickly rising to the top of her class. By the age of 14, even though she was attending Hogwarts she still received dance lessons three times a week, the teenager had been recognized by Riverdance in Ireland. They offered her a scholarship and she accepted even though she lived a sea away. For a few months she was kept backstage helping the dancers get ready and annoying them with her curious demeanour and constant questions. Eventually, she was put up front as the directors finally realised that that was where her passion lay. Again she quickly became one of the top dancers and is now one of five lead female Riverdancers in Ireland.
"And I am here tonight because I was asked to fill in for the lead dancer who is sick," Hermione finsihed, chuckling quietly at the astonished looks she received from all three people sitting opposite her.
"Wha-" Draco started but got cut off as Hermione leaned across the table and kissed him, shoving the tickets into his hand as she did so.
"Gotta go!" she called, already running towards the back door and leaving two awed wizards and one admiring witch behind her.
"Well...that wasn't what I was expecting.."
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