 45. Tarantallegra You can quote, disagree with, glorify or vilify me But about the only thing you can't do is ignore me
Dancing Ronald
‘Tarantallegra!’ squealed Scarlett, pointing her finger at spider in the corner of the room.
Immediately it started to dance, a sort of quickstep type of dance. She clapped with delight.
‘Stop!’ she said.
It stopped, and then scuttled away before it could have the jinx put on it again, leaving nothing but an empty dusty cobweb
‘Aww.’ Moaned Scarlett. ‘Why do all my dancing spiders run away on me?’
‘Scarlett, what are you doing?’ asked Ron, coming in.
The five year old looked at the ginger haired boy, her head cocked on one side curiously.
‘Tarantallegra!’ she said, pointing at Ron.
Ron immediately started to dance.
‘Stop it!’ he cried.
Scarlett grinned as the twins came in. Seeing Ron dance helplessly, they collapsed laughing on the floor.
‘What is going on in here- Fred and George Weasley!’ cried Mrs. Weasley, rushing in.
‘It was I though.’ Said Scarlett confused.
‘Scarlett Riddle!’
Later, Mrs. Weasley talked to Sirius, who came in. He sat on the sofa and lifted the red haired girl onto his lap.
‘Now, where in the name of Merlin did you learn that spell?’ he asked.
Scarlett grinned.
‘I saw you use it on Snape.’ She said happily.
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