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The boys turned their backs to the audiences, with Hermione and Pansy facing them, both smiling. Hermione, somewhat awkwardly, and Pansy, somewhat coquettishly.

Draco looked at the rest of the boys, hoping to see some of the nervous-ness (not that he was showing it), reflected in their faces. It was not in the Malfoy-way to show any weakness, but he was sincerely hoping that he wouldn't disgrace that tradition by giving everyone a view of what he had eaten at lunch again. He saw Weasley swallow hard, and look an even more sickly shade of green (not that it was really such a stretch for that to happen to him). He saw Potter brushing his fringe more firmly over his eyes, something that he had been doing since they'd arrived in this awful hell-hole. He looked at Blaise and saw his cocky stance as per usual, but he looked a bit peakier than usual.

Draco sniffed daintily, the most emotion that he would allow himself to express. He looked at Hermione and saw her looking determined, although a bit pale still. Pretty much exactly the same as she looked after she'd come out of an exam and was wondering about her results. Hang on.

He gave himself a mental shake there. How did he remember what she looked like after she'd taken a nasty exam?

He looked quickly over at Pansy. It didn't mean anything. It was just that she got on his nerves so much that of course he'd remember her annoyed expressions in order to further her annoyance. It didn't mean anything after all. Of course he didn't.

He took a deep breath and cued Professor Snape to start the thing this people called a 'boom-box.' (He didn't really understand why, it sounded out music and voices, not a boom boom boom. Muggles, he'd never understand them.)

As soon as the 3rd beat hit, the boys jumped around turning to face the crowd. Draco took a deep breath (not so as anyone could see), and started singing.

Lord almighty,
I feel my temperature rising

Ron, Harry and Blaise chimed in with a couple of, "Oh, oooohs." Hermione and Pansy shimmied around them, trying something called 'Hairography,' that Pansy had successfully convinced her to try. He grabbed Hermione's hand (as she was closest to him at the time, not that it meant anything), and twirled her around him.

Higher higher
Its burning through to my soul

He sang, staring deep into her eyes. She gazed cautiously back at him, trying to find her footing in the dance, but also in this new arena she felt that she'd entered with him. She could deal with snarky, idiotic, stuck-up prat, Draco Malfoy, but this Draco was entirely different.

Girl, girl, girl
You gonna set me on fire
My brain is flaming
I don't know which way to go

Ron grabbed Pansy by the hand, evening out their 'line' somewhat, and the boys joined in on the chorus.

Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love

Their audience started clapping their hands to the beat, and some started to whistle suggestively. Immediately after the chorus ended, the boys turned their backs to the audience again, and Hermione started singing. Pansy started twirling around the boys starting with Ron and ending with Draco, at which point she'd take over.

Ooh, ooh, ooh,
I feel my temperature rising
Help me, Im flaming
I must be a hundred and nine

Hermione took a step back, and allowed Pansy to take the lead, while she started twirling back through the boy's line.

Burning, burning, burning
And nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
But I feel fine

Hermione joined Pansy at the front again, and sang together.

Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love

The boys turned around one last time, and Pansy and Hermione performed their hairography off to the side again.

Its coming closer
The flames are reaching my body
Please wont you help me
I feel like Im slipping away
Its hard to breath
And my chest is a-heaving

Draco grabbed Hermione's hand again, drawing her close to his body, gazing into her eyes, and singing huskily.

Lord almighty,
Im burning a hole where I lay

Everyone joined in again.

Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
With burning love
Ah, ah, burning love
Im just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love.

They ended with outstretched arms, complete with what Draco had heard Pansy refer to as, 'Spirit Fingers,' and a large amount of applause from their audience.

Draco sneaked a quick look over at Professor Snape and saw him staring at them in shock (well, as close as he could come to it), with his mouth open in shock and arms folded tightly across his chest.

"Wow!" Mr. Schue jumped up excitedly and held up his hand to Hermione, who proceeded to smack her hand against his. He saw Harry follow suit, and determined that this must be some Muggle trait, and when Mr. Schue held out his hand to Draco, he followed suit. "That was incredible guys!"

Professor Snape finally recovered his voice. "They are after all, my student," he said loftily. "Your students also did," he hesitated deliberately for a pause, "Well."

"Thanks," Mr. Schue laughed warily.

"Is there anything more, or are we all done here?" Snape asked sneeringly.

"Nope, I think we're all done for today!" Mr. Schue said brightly. "It was so great to meet you all, and we all sincerely hope to see you again at another performance!"

"Indeed," Snape said dryly. "I can hardly contain my excitement."

"Thank you so much for your time!" Hermione jumped in quickly, noting the somewhat dismayed expression of this exuberant teacher. "We all had a really good time!" She beamed brightly at him, and quickly elbowed Draco beside her.

"Ow!" He coughed. "I mean, of course we did." He poked Hermione quickly back in her side, and quickly pulled her into a hug to conceal her small jump.

"Thanks guys."

Mr. Schue looked a bit happier, Draco noted. Well, at least he'd helped someone today by getting all these elbows to the side, he thought grumpily.

"Alright, well, we'll see you guys soon then!" Mr. Schue smiled at them brightly, and the members of his team jumped up and held up their hands like Mr. Schue had previously. After 'high-fiving' (he learned it was called that after) each member, the Hogwarts students finally left William McKinley High School.