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'dancing darlin'
IMAGINE, Hermione twirling with a buoyant smile stretched across her face after you'd danced with her at the Yule ball.
"Wow," She breathlessly giggled.
"What's gotten you so 'appy?" Remarked Ron, with Harry joined at his side.
"I noticed it too Ron, she's a little too happy." Harry nodded in agreement.
They were right to observe her happiness, after all she was a twirling, giggling mess.
"Oh it's simply nothing," Hermione blushed, "Just had an amazing night."
"I assume accompanied by Y/N." Ron spat.
"The one and only." Hermione shifted her gaze towards her feet, "Why do you care so much?"
"Y/N is a muppet anyways, don't know why you enjoyed her company so much." Ron shot daggers at Hermione.
"How dare you!" Hermione cried, " Y/N was a better dance that you could of ever been!"
