Dance
because one of the many joys in life is to dance like no-one is watching
He moves left, she moves right. He steps closer and longs for togetherness, she steps away, fleeing to the land of study and responsibility. They move in an eternal dance, their hearts and their footsteps dictating their relationship. It's a Paso Doble; he is the matador, desperate to win the fiery and tempestuous bull.
It's what Severus dreams of, doing the Paso Doble with Lily, holding her close, running his hand along her creamy thigh and spinning her in tight little circles across the dance floor. Dreams are just that though, dreams, fickle, tantalising things that are rarely embodied in life.
So he steps closer, she steps away, and the eternal dance continues.
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Because watching TV inspired me.