2. Dancing
There wasn't much else to do since it was raining outside, so I sat in the library, doing my History of Magic homework since I kept putting it off. I really hated the class.
I was so absorbed in what I was doing that I didn't notice that James came in until he sat down in front of me.
"Come with me," he said. He wore a wide smile and looked slightly excited. I had every right to be nervous.
I reluctantly agreed. I knew if I didn't, I would be pestered until I agreed. And anyway, I was sick working for right now.
We got up and I followed him until we wound up at the doors the led onto the grounds.
"Where are we going?" I asked. "You do realize it's raining right?"
He grabbed my hand. Any other time I would have objected but for some odd reason, I liked the feel of his warm hand holding mine. I shook away the thought.
He opened the doors and pulled me out into the rain. I was almost instantly soaked.
"What the hell?" I said while laughing.
"Dance with me," he said grinning. And so I did.
Disclaimer: J.k. Rowling owns HP
A/N: So in my opinion, James is a sucky dancer & that's where Harry got his skills from XD but I love the idea of him dancing. R&R[: