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The Grindelwald Legacy	By : ccino49 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 7559 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I own nothing but this sordid little tale. All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I am not making any money by writing it. I must be insane.

The Grindelwald Legacy

Chapter 55

�Okay, but I�m terrible at this sort of stuff.� She warned in a whisper when she saw couples stepping onto the dance floor and beginning to waltz.
�So long as you can dance without driving those heels into my feet, I don�t mind.� He replied, smiling, bowing, and taking her hand.

After a waltz and a slow two step, they returned to their seats.
�Told you I was rubbish. Lucy commented, grinning at Blaize rubbing his injured foot.
�I know, I know. Listen, at least one of the punchbowls should be spiked by now, I know Draco had a large bottle of vodka, you want some?�

�Definitely, unless he�s still got the neat vodka and I�ll have some of that instead.�
While Blaize was getting the drinks, Lucy was asked to dance by several other wizards, only one of which she said yes to. A seventh year Ravenclaw, tall, muscular, and decidedly handsome.
Blaize scowled when he returned with drinks to find her missing. He scanned the Hall and saw her dancing, rather oddly, with Morthan Dogue.
Severus walked steadily around the hall perimeters, batting away the now sluggish skeletons when they attempted to claw at his robes. Having already prevented two sixth year Gryffindors from spiking the punch, and taking the maximum amount of points permissible for the offence, he turned a blind eye when Draco and Goyle approached the drinks table, casually shielding them from view as they added their contribution. As he walked, Severus found his eyes drawn more and more towards Miss Grindelwald. Not the most graceful of ballroom dancers, he watched as she stepped repeatedly on Zabini�s feet, kept apologising to the boy, and laughed heartily at his pained expression and his attempts at graciously dismissing it each time. Severus also thought she was the most beautiful creature he�d ever seen, only to scowl at his own errant thoughts.

Now she was on the floor with the Dogue boy who was holding her so close her feet were not even touching the floor. He was about to break them up for dancing so inappropriately when the boy suddenly let her go and marched off, after some heated words.
Lucy regretted her decision to dance with Morthan the minute he grabbed her. He was clasping her so tightly it was hard to inhale, and she could feel his obvious arousal as he minced his groin against her.

�Morthan let go, you�re hurting me and I can�t breathe properly.� Lucy gasped, pushing against his shoulders in an effort to make him loosen his grip.
Morthan looked down at her and relaxed his hold, but not enough to break the contact between their lower bodies. �Sorry, you just look so��

�What I look like isn�t the point, I agreed to dance with you, not dangle while you get your jollies by rubbing against me. Let me go, I don�t want to dance with you any more.�
�You�re nothing but a fucking tease.� He told her angrily, letting her go and stalking from the floor.
Lucy scowled after him and turned to head back to her table, only to walk into Blaize.
�I thought you did not want to dance any more Lucy?� It was a statement more than a question.
�He seemed okay, at least until we got on the floor.� Slumping into the seat she grabbed the goblet of punch and drained it.
�You were dancing pretty close with him.� Blaize seethed.
�No Blaize, I dangled, he humped, in case you didn�t notice. That�s why I told him where to get off.� �Don�t.� She said, grabbing his sleeve when he started to rise, his eyes murderous as he looked towards a group of Ravenclaws, one of which was Morthan Dogue.
�Lucy, I cannot let this go, he needs to be taught a lesson.�
�And I said leave it, he�s not worth it. You�ll only end up getting in bother. Please Blaize, sit down, Daphne said there�s a group on later, Thor� erm something. I can�t remember.�

�Thors Thunder.� He corrected, sitting down but still frowning. �Why did you agree to dance with him Lucy? You came with me, not him.�

�Oh come on Blaize, it was only a dance, or it was meant to be. Anyway, I wont be letting him near me again okay.�
�You better not Lucy, I told you, I don�t share.�

�And I told you, I want to keep things easy between us. Lets just drop it and enjoy ourselves, I really don�t want to argue with you Blaize.�
Both sat and sulked for a while, until Draco and Pansy returned from the dance floor, Pansy clinging to Draco like a leech. �Drinks anyone?� Draco asked, grey eyes washing over the couple.
�Yes please.� Lucy held up an empty goblet.
�You did not look to be having a nice time with the Ravenclaw. Dogue is it? I saw him dump you in the middle of the dance floor.�

�Too right I wasn�t.� Lucy answered when Pansy questioned her. �And don�t gloat, he didn�t dump me, I told him where to get off. He just didn�t like it when I said I didn�t want to dance with him any more.�
Pansy stuck her pug nose in the air, but made no further comment since Draco returned with a pitcher and four goblets.
Blaize stood and moved next to Draco, then removed a flask from his inner pocket, pouring the contents into the pitcher while Draco covered him.
�Cool, what is it?� Lucy asked.
�Firewhiskey.�
�What whiskey?� Lucy asked Pansy.
�Firewhiskey. More potent then that muggle stuff. Combined with the vodka and whatever else is already in there, we should be in for a good night.�
The two couples continued to chat, the uneasy alliance between Lucy and Pansy becoming more relaxed as the level of the pitcher went down. By the time Thors Thunder was introduced and began belting out a song called �Hold Tight To My Hammer Baby�, they were more than a little tipsy and eagerly joined the rest of the students on the dance floor, everyone gyrating madly to the fast beat and overly suggestive lyrics.
Severus watched from the sidelines, catching odd glimpses of those silver heels and extremely active buttocks. What she lacked in skill as a ballroom dancer, Lucy made up for with her movements to the dreadful din produced by the group on the stage.
During every song, Blaize was hard put to prevent other wizards from encroaching on his space, shoving their way between him and Lucy, hoping to partner her as she danced the way she knew best, which was rather obscene to those not muggleborn or halfblood.
Catching sight of Hermione, Lucy gave Blaize a peck on the cheek, gestured to the Gryffindors, and made her way through the crowd.
�Hey, having a good time?� She shouted.
�Lucy, wow, I love the gown. That is not one of Malkin�s.� Ginny exclaimed, looking her up and down.
�No, it�s one of mine. Gran provided the jewellery, oh and a horrible pink blancmange thing.� She retorted, laughing.
Blaize watched from a distance, he was not happy about her association with the Gryffindors, or the way she danced so suggestively with Harry. His eyebrows shot up a little later when she began gyrating and grinding against Hermione, the other girl matching her movements confidently.

Harry and Ron seemed to enjoy the show too, and it wasn�t long before Ginny was sandwiched between the two girls, both holding her as she learned the movements.
The way they danced was tantamount to making love on the dance floor and more than a few males gathered to watch. Other muggleborn witches, a few half bloods, and even a very few purebloods joined in, many of them already into the social scene in the none magical world.
When Lucy, high on drink and fun, realised what they started and saw they had an audience, she pulled Hermione closer, Ginny having moved to dance with Harry, and the two witches started dancing even more sensuously together.

�I dare you.� Lucy said, her eyes heated as she looked into Hermiones.
Hermione gave her a slightly lopsided, but puzzled grin.
Blaize pushed his way through the crowds of students, pushing and jostling anyone who dare to get in his way when he saw Lucy kissing the Gryffindor witch passionately, tongues included. He had trouble breaking through the tight throng of students gathered round the couple, but managed to fight his way through. �What the hell are you doing?� He demanded, pulling her away from a rather dazed Hermione.
�Bloody hell Hermione, no wonder you wont let me� why didn�t you tell me you�re a bloody lesbian.� Ron said shocked, as he pulled her from the floor to the tables.
�Ronald Weasley, just because I wont let you, does not mean I�m a lesbian. We were only messing around for heavens sake, it doesn�t mean anything. Besides, she took me by surprise.�
�Maybe so, but you weren�t exactly trying to push her away were you?�

What did it look like I was doing?� Lucy shot back, trying to free her upper arm from Blaize�s vice like grip.
�It looked like you were snogging another witch. With tongues. That�s what it looked like.�

�Oh ten out of ten for observation.� She muttered before he pushed her into the chair at their table.
Severus had been unable to see what happened from his position at the far end of the hall, but Madam Hooch happily put him in the picture, almost bent double with mirth as she related how Slytherin and Gryffindor were finally connecting.

Unsure how to react, he withdrew his wand and stalked from the hall, heading for the grounds. Gods help any couples hoping for a bit of together time amongst the bushes tonight.
Lucy and Hermione both sulked at their prospective tables on opposite ends of the Great Hall, each attempting to shut out the ranting of their boyfriends over nothing more than a silly kiss between friends.

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