Chapter 9

The First Dance

ROSE POV

The events of the day were turning more and more towards the unexpected. Scorpius Malfoy – My so called enemy had actually rescued me from my own cousin.

We marched into the garden and for some reason I didn't feel as scared as I should have felt. He placed his one arm around my waist and with the other arm he caught my hand.

"OK Rose now you keep your arm on my shoulder" he said.

I hesitated for a moment but then did as instructed.

"Waltz is an easy yet a very graceful dance form. Now move your legs with mine" he said.

"One two three, One two three, we kept moving for about 10 minutes and I tried my best not to trip on him but failed. I stepped on his foot about twice when he caught me and said "Now- now Rose we know you are not very fond of me but I love my life," but at the same time smiled at me.

I could not help smiling back.

We continued for some more time and finally he decided to twirl me. It was much more fun than what I expected. Then he twirled me once again, twice and finally after every 3 steps. I had actually started enjoying myself. Dance was real fun if you had a great partner.

What did I just say? Did I actually compliment Scorpius? The things were really getting more and more unexpected today.

He finally left me free and then bowed. I kept looking at him confused. "You don't even know how to end a dance", he asked

"In case you are forgotten I did not even know how to begin it" I said feeling a bit put out.

"Yeah right and anyway we are starting from step one – so in the end of a formal dance the man bows and the lady offers her courtesy" he told me.

I followed his instruction and offered him my courtesy.

"That was a good start" I managed to say.

"It definitely was", he replied "So I think we should call it a day", he added looking at his watch.

"Scorpius, if you don't mind can we do it once again – you know practice makes perfect". I asked eagerly.

At this he looked a bit shocked but nevertheless obliged me. This time I managed to trip only thrice and did not forget to offer my courtesy in the end. Finally we decided to call it a day.

I moved towards my room still smiling to myself. This Malfoy boy was not that bad.

"Oh Sis how was it?" I heard my brother Hugo say.

He and Lily were coming down the stairs and caused to wake from my day dreaming.

"It was great" I replied.

"Hugo if you don't mind can I talk to Rosie for sometime?'' said Lily.

"As you wish Lils", replied Hugo as he went outside to join the other boys on the quidditch pitch. My 14 year old brother was an exact replica of Ron Weasley. I watched him saving several goals as a keeper.

"Rosie – What is wrong with you – Why don't you answer me'', asked Lily.

"Oh! Sorry Lily, did you say something?'' I asked shifting my gaze from Hugo to Lily.

"Never mind – Just tell me how was it enslaving a Malfoy" she asked as her eyes sparkled.

"It was fine – but I could not escape from dancing though,'' I replied.

"Oh no! – so did he insult you?" she asked getting anxious.

Well – now that surprised me. He did not even insult me at all. He actually believed my nonsense and then decided to start from step one. Was he so thick?

"It was not that bad Lily," I finally managed to say.

"Oh then just continue with these fake practices till Brenda changes her life with you in the wedding", she said looking relieved.

Why did this piece of information startle me? I knew Brenda was going to replace me for the final dance then why did I feel uncomfortable.

This Malfoy boy was getting on my nerves. He made me so involved in the dance that I actually forgot that I did not have to dance at all. Brenda was an excellent, mind you a professional dancer and was going to create a much better impact on the audience. Then why did I feel the desire to just get rid of her. Besides, when did I start enjoying dancing – dance was definitely not for me. All these feelings clustered in my little head and I was so sure I was turning loony.

"Rosie are you alright?" asked Lily.

"You are right Lily I will just continue with this fake practices till Brenda replaces me" I said feeling defeated.

She nodded at me and marched in to the quidditch pitch.

Why the hell was my life so complicated? I fell on my bed and closed my eyes. Sleep overtook me in just a few minutes. I was so tired after all.

That day I dreamt of my first dance.

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