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Post by Nyalna on Sept 21, 2009 10:13:19 GMT -7
Remus sat huddled under the temporarily borrowed invisibility cloak with Sirius. His wand was held out in front of him, a little light jetting out at the tip. I need a place to dance. I need a place to dance. He repeated it in his mind over and over again until finally the door appeared in front of the two. Seeing no one in the halls, he threw the cloak off and quickly stepped inside, leaving the door open for his companion. The room has transformed itself into a vast ballroom, complete with a phonograph and large collection of records in one corner. He smiled triumphantly.
"Alright Sirius! I'm ready!"
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Post by Sirius Black on Oct 17, 2009 18:02:27 GMT -7
Oh I bet you are. Sirius sighed. Now that they were there, it wasn't like he could come up with a good reason- besides his pride- as to why he couldn't do it. Better to just humor Remus and milk the hell out of it later. "Fine... go find us a waltz." Better to teach Remus the simple stuff first.
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