SPOILER!!: owww foot
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Originally Posted by
Magical Soul 
Louisa was watching her feet very intently. Step back, step to the side, one to the front and then to the other side. She actually started to feel comfortable. This waltz thing wasn't so hard after all. Not if you dance with someone who knew what they were doing, anyways. Like Joćo who seemed to have done this a million times before.
Speaking of Joćo, she suddenly became aware of his hand catching hers - the sweaty hers that is - and was about to look up at him when he leaned in and whispered. Louisa's lungs tightened and she stopped breathing for a second. Pheeeeeew, he was just talking. Good. Because she was.. kind of.. you know... nervous.
Moving her gaze up to match his, she smiled, "Yeah. Su-"r,. but the word was lost in the loud gasp Louisa gave when she didn't move her foot in the right time causing HIM to stomp on HER foot - and even if his foot was over hers, it was her fault.
Who said people never talked and waltzed at the same time? SHE DID! UGH!
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Originally Posted by
Deniiz Finally Louisa also managed to look up, even if it was only to answer him--
And he stepped on her foot!
"I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed, taking a step back immediately to have a look at her foot. He hadn't stood there more than two seconds, but still it was all his fault.
He would make up once the class was finished.
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Originally Posted by
Magical Soul "No. It's all right. It was my fault." Smiling apologetically at him. It wasn't the pain that made her blush, the embarrassment. Seriously, couldn't she just be normal and coordinated? "I didn't move on time. Let's try again." Yes, she'd just asked for more, take that people who thought she was a grumpy brokenhearted girl.
Taking the position of the dance again Louisa started moving her feet carefully, not looking down at the ground this time but she wasn't looking into his eyes either. She just kept her gaze on his Slytherinish shirt. Surprisingly, she hadn't tripped or stomped on his foot yet.
This was finally working for her.
India had began watching everyone dancing when she finally looke dback to her two lovely dance partners she couldn't help but wince. Ouch. That looked painful. It looked like it needed ice or something fast.
She didn't notice at first but she even whimpered herself. Not everyone could dance and talk at the same time - only people who knew the timing she guessed. If Louisa ever wanted help she would offer her own help later...after all it was only nice of her.
India hadn't noticed the little lean in and whisper that Joćo had pulled off with Louisa...but still, glancing over them once more she didn't even notice that her eyes lingered on him a little bit longer than they did on Louisa. His accent - sometimes - well more than sometimes made her own heart flutter like tiny little butterfly wings...but she wasn't loud about it. She was quit, cheeks turning more pink like she had doused on a little bit more blush in the time out of dancing. Which wasn't good - since she hadn't lost all the redness form the dance.