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Alfie Port walked into class with a mixture of hesitance and vague amusement on her delicate expression; dance class? Since when was Hogwarts offering a dance class? And look at the turn out! For the most part, the little blonde Ravenclaw had attended not only to make sure she went to all of her classes, but also out of curiosity. "Hello Professor," she greeted politely as she entered. Glancing around, she was surprised with the amount of students present; for whatever reason, she had assumed that there would be quite a few students not willing to dance in front of others. And honestly, she couldn't blame them. It wasn't as though she herself was a professional dancer or anything of the sort, so she couldn't help but hope that the class wouldn't be too embarrassing for herself and the other students.
She was also a bit nervous about the issue of potential partnering up. What if they had to participate in some kind of couple dance? The only person that could ever possibly make that fun for her and not incredibly awkward would be Theo, and she wasn't entirely sure if he was planning on going to today's dance lesson. Again, she couldn't blame him. But she was still hopeful as she gently plopped down onto one of the bean bags, her large blue eyes scanning the many people that had gathered for the class.
Theodore Dumble, comfortable clothes and trainers on, ambled over to his next lesson as wary as ever. Yes, talking to Ivory about having a dance-off on the grounds to rally their house together had been a great idea, and he was all for it. But as for taking a dancing class himself? No. No, no, no. Professors must have been feeling quite sadistic when making lesson plans for this term, particularly Stryker. What had the seventh year done to ever deserve such a thing? Being a prefect, which had increased his visibility around the school, would only harm him if he danced like an idiot.
It was only upon entering the area and spotting his one and only that his spirits were lifted. Scrambling over to Alfie, Theo aimed a quick kiss and planted it onto her cheek before plopping down beside her. "This will
definitely be interesting, love," He mused, scanning the faces of students both familiar and unfamiliar. What dances were they going to do? The samba, the salsa, the shuffle?! Maybe a wizarding dance that Theo had never heard of?