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Zoe · 10-19-2015, 12:19 AM

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Originally Posted by SpiritWolfe Malfoy

To the non-dancer the room probably appeared boring. A dancer would understand though and if he was paying attention the music playing around them would've tipped him off. Not girly music no. No ballet or jazz or whatever that was. It was dance music. Hip hop. What Hady did best.

The bet was pushed to the back burner of her mind as she watched the blonde go straight for the food. Of course he had. It had to be a guy thing. Guys and their food. She lightly skirted around him grabbing herself a chocolate frog. Opening it she caught her frog midleap holding him by one of his back legs. She pulled the card free with her free hand and without even looking at it held it out to him, "Do you collect these?" She did kinda but she mostly had them all.

Now that she had his name which she knew from lessons she nodded. He didn't answer her first question about dancing. That most likely meant he didn't. Instantly a grin was on her face as she plopped down into a beanbag chair. "Alright here's the deal, since I knew I'd win how about this...you dance here and now no matter how bad it is and I'll uh do something you want. Fair?"

She was being nice. Kinda.

With food being the central focus of his senses, he hadn't heard the music playing. It was just distant background noise at the moment. Since food was in sight, that was all that mattered to Frankie since the rest of the room wasn't that interesting. They'd be in a completely different setting had he been the one to get the room to appear. But that was going to have to wait for another day.

Blue eyes looked up into Hady's and then glanced over to the card she was holding out to him. Dumbledore. Pssh. Lame. "I used to collect 'em. Not so much anymore." He had grown out of collecting chocolate frog cards years ago. He was a fourteen-year-old boy after all. There were bigger and better things he had his eyes set on these days. Even though he did still have his collection buried deep within his trunk. Not that it mattered much since he already had the ones he cared for and a number of rejects. He didn't need to add another Dumbledore card to that later pile.

But that grin that she was now sporting was something he didn't like one bit. He knew where this was going, and he wasn't pleased about her taking advantage of him ignoring her question because now they both knew he didn't dance. He gave her a look when she presented her compromising deal. She would do something he wanted if he danced for her? She could have asked him to do far worse than dance. Hmm...

"Fine. But I'm telling you now that it ain't gonna be pretty. Not in the slightest."

Frankie managed to roll himself off of the beanbag chair he was sitting on and got up on his feet. Now the music was noticeable and he attempted to get in sync with it. While in his own mind he seemed to be doing better than he expected, in actually he was just running around, flailing his arms and hands about in random motions, and made a poor attempt at doing the worm. Already on the floor when the song ended, he rolled over onto his back gasping for air as his heart pounded and sweat began to travel down his face.

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