Yeah that’s my point. The idea of playing against the chickens and whatever the hell Hufflepuffs think they are is always annoying. I still think all of our losses were rigged. I don’t like losing to Slytherin but I can handle it because we’re evenly matched. Okay I do remember that one. I’m not sure what sort of name there is for what Lily and I are dancing. We’re just winging it but that usually works for us anyway. Nothing is safe, Emma. You know that. It never will be as long as he’s still out there. you know my theory on making a choice.
As safe as it can be is what I prefer. And I know your theory and the jury is still frustrated on the issue. I know what I don’t want—I don’t want the mark. Beyond that, I don’t know. I can’t fight, not like you or your friends, and I don’t want to fight. My skills are healing spells and potions—it doesn’t do me much good when my housemates want to challenge what side I’m on. So I’d prefer to be as neutral as possible and survive.
Well I’m skilled at Quidditch and we finally fucking won, and you all won too. We both know that the real competition in this place should always be Gryffindor vs Slytherin anyway. The rest of them can just watch us fight to the death. Vietnamese what? Well I’m sure you’ll find somewhere to go for the holidays. I’m not 100% where I’m winding up either.
Our matches are certainly far more entertaining to watch than the birds and rodents against each other. We’re the only house teams that truly matter. Potter, remember your training—the Viennese Waltz, a style of ballroom dance and my favourite. We’ll all find some place for the holidays; the question is will it be safe.
”It was a good match though-”, Kai nodded, having watched the match, he knew she was good at what she did. ”You played well, Emma”, Kai grinned and then playfully spun himself around ”-I’m ready to dance”, he grinned and then quickly added, ”-Actually I’m really not”.
“It is a good match, and we won it so that makes it better.” Emma smiles. “My father raised me to play since he didn’t have the boy he wanted.” Watching hims turn around Emma laughs. “You should be ready. Practice makes perfect.” She waves to the door that appeared in the wall beside them. “We just go inside and practice work out the dance until we’re perfect.”
You are too. I can ballroom dance and all that because of pureblood functions but my hips don’t twist from side to side. They’re meant to do other things. Yeah winter break will be good to get away from this place for a while.
If I’m weird, then so are you. And I’m well aware of what your hips can do, Potter—you know, being a Quidditch player and all. *grins* But you have to twist to get the marks so you might as well suck it up. I’m sure I’ll enjoy watching you and Evans perform that number. Kai and I are doing a Viennese Waltz to our song. And first I need to make certain my house hasn’t been commandeered before I know where I’m going for the holidays.
”How have you been? Your health I mean-”, Kai shot her a wolfish grin and embraced her in a hug, ”It’s been a while…”, Kai rested his head on top of hers and kissed the top of her hair. ”So, you’ve thought up a dance? Remember…I practically have two left feet”.
Welcoming Kai’s embrace, Emma answers him. “I’m well. The match the other day left me a bit sore. But no being ill for me. Pomfrey makes certain of that—can’t have the healer in training getting sick.” She sighs and then adds, “I’ve listened to the song a few times and though of some steps but nothing complete yet. And I’m sure you can lead perfectly well.”
yes. you’re just weird. But I suppose I’m looking forward to the ball and winter break so this could be good but I don’t like anything about doing the twist. I don’t twist.
Potter, I am not weird. I was raised dancing so of course I look forward to putting that training into something other than a few stuffy Pureblood functions. And thanks for reminding me of what I need to sort out for winter break. You have to twist? How are you meant to do that?
”Not the only one, I get to walk in with a gorgeous girl on my arm-”, Kai grabbed Emma from behind and twirled her around so that she was face-to-face with him, ”Hey - It’s been a while”.
A smile spreads across Emma’s face at the sight of Kai as she’s turned around. “It has been. The winter season brings in far too many sick people,” she says quickly. “But at least I have time to spend with you now. And come up with a good waltz to our song. Two very attractive people need a very attractive dance.”
Am I the only one actually looking forward to this assignment and the Winter Ball? I have rather missed ballroom dancing; Pureblood training finally becomes useful for something good.
A massage sounds really good right now.
Where are the men when you need them to congratulate you and pamper you after such a tough match? Even though we did whip their arses. *dramatic sigh*
I’m feeling great after the match and knowing I don’t have much left to do for lessons. But I could sure use a massage.