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You can dance if you want to

WHO: Everyone
TONE: PAR-TAY
RATING: PG-Rish?
WHEN: December 24th
WHERE: Hogwarts Great Hall
WHAT: The Yule Ball!
NOTE: The log is going up now due to the holiday season. We'll have a thread for the announcements of the winners for King, Queen, Prince and Princess. Dumbledore will start it off and you guys take it from there because he's going to go party on the dance floor. PS The train home will be leaving on the 22nd for those who want to spend Christmas with their family and 26th so students can stay for the ball, but we won't be doing a logs for the train.

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[Bro is here for similar reasons. Or at least, that's what he's claimed thus far. But the truth of the matter is, he's got ulterior motives. It's something he's had in mind for a while now. It might be stupid, it might be a little reckless, but it seems like the right thing to do, and honestly he's excited. The only problem is he hasn't said a damn thing to Murdoc about it. But it's okay, because in the end it'll be worth it.

He lets the dance get underway a little, acting as if he's watching the kids and making sure nothing happens. He's honestly not taking in a damn thing, though. He's just biding his time, waiting until it feels right, and trying not to let the nervousness get to him too much. Finally, though, he can't really take it much longer and so he decides it's time to put shit into action.

Bro makes his way through the crowd and sidles up to Murdoc, leaning against the wall next to him.]

Hey, Flower.

[And he can get away with his little reference now, because, y'know. Wallflower. Get it? Yes. He's a genius. Also somewhat of an asshole, because you're now a skunk, Murdoc.]

Having fun?

[Deja vu. This reminds him of a certain bonfire night last month, right down to the broody expression on Murdoc's face. Then again, he's always wearing a broody expression, so not much has changed in that regard.]

[When doesn't Dirk have ulterior motives though, really? It's part of the reason Murdoc has been watching him out of the corner of his eye since he saw him arrive. He knows better than to launch at him and drape over him straight away. Even if he wants to. This is a school dance and it's for the children, not the skeevy old adults.

When Dirk finally takes initiative and approaches, he smiles over at him. However, as soon as he hears the nickname, his face crinkles with confusion and becomes something more of a 'are you fucking kidding me?' look.]
Flower, Dirk? [He can't even formulate a sentence.] Why?

[He shakes his head, rolling his eyes and turning to scan the crowd again.] I didn't think I was meant to have fun.

Wow, come on. Don't tell me you've never heard the term 'wallflower' before. That's totally what you're being right now.

[Nevermind the fact that he was totally making a reference to something just then. It's not like Murdoc had to know that.].

Of course you're meant to have fun. You really think Dumbledore would've made you come here and not let you have any fun? I don't think he's that big of a dick. [He's quiet for a few seconds, before his hand slips over and twines with Murdoc's.] Let's dance.

[Because that's the surprise. That's what he's had up his sleeve this entire time. He's tired of hiding, he's tired of them keeping this a fucking secret. With Sybille gone, what do they actually have to hide anymore? To Bro, the answer is nothing. They have no reason to actually keep the fact they're together a fucking secret.

So that's why he moves, pulling Murdoc along with him as he attempt to lead him out on the dance floor]

I hadn't thought you'd remove the essential 'wall' from the term. If I'm not a 'wall'flower then the very meanin' of the word is lost.

[He twists his mouth into a small frown. Look what you did, you made him nerd out.]

You'd think he'd expect us to do our job, fun or not. [His gaze drifts downward as Dirk takes his hand and he raises an eyebrow. He isn't dragging his feet because, deep down, he fucking loves dancing. He's just all kinds of unsure about this and he has absolutely no idea why.]

I didn't know you could dance.

[Oh geez. Sometimes he has to wonder why he picked a man who gets so damn technical over dumb things. But then he remembers how amazing he is when he doesn't, and even then it's funny as hell sometimes. Like right now, as exasperated as he feels he can't help but just roll his eyes affectionately.]

Y'know you take everything way too serious sometimes.

[And at Murdoc's last few words, he just pulls him harder.]

Of course I can dance. Are you really that surprised?

[Probably because Dirk does the exact same thing when it suits him. He had pointed out that they're awfully similar at times. Even if Bro is far more ridiculous.]

Maybe you could stand to do the same. [He grumbles, not letting himself stumble as Dirk pulls him, but trotting forward all the same.]

That remains to be seen. [He says in a curt manner, knowing he'll judge Dirk's dancing when he sees it. He can't help but glance around to make sure nobody is staring.]

You say shit like that, but if I changed, then I wouldn't be who you fell for, would I? [He's not even bothering to keep his voice down. The music is loud, but even aside from that, screw being discreet. It's pointless now.

He lets out a small laugh at that other statement and keeps pulling until they're at a good spot on the dance floor.]

I've already had to prove a lot of things to you, this is gonna be cake compared to the rest. [With the hand holding onto Murdoc, he pulls him closer and slides his other arm around Murdoc's waist, pressing their bodies together After a second, he begins moving along to the music.]

You can mature and still be the same person. Like cheese. Sometimes you taste better too. [He gives Dirk a sage nod, not even realising how vague that sounds. Or how weird it is to compare his boyfriend to cheese.] Don't even try to imply you wouldn't still be gorgeous if you were serious.
[He's joking, of course, because he didn't fall for Bro because he was gorgeous. It took a lot more than that.]

So I can see. [Murdoc fumbles a little, if only because he had expected to lead. He eventually makes way for Dirk and allows himself to move in time with him.]

[Bro cocks an eyebrow at that. Seriously, did he just get compared to cheese of all things? Wow, he sure picked a winner didn't he. But really, he can't help but be slightly amused at that, if only because it was so unexpected.] So you're the mouse who fell for my trap, then?

[If you really expected to lead, you're silly. He has things to prove, and leading is the one way to do that.] And you thought I couldn't dance... [He offers Murdoc a smile, showing he's just teasing. He can already see Murdoc getting better at it the longer this goes on.]

[To be fair, cheese is delicious and Murdoc loves it. He loves Dirk nearly as much as cheese, but not quite as much.] I suppose I am. Though I'd hardly compare myself to vermin.

[He frowns at the jab.] I didn't take you as a leader. Or a dancer, for that matter..

[Excuse you but Bro is better than any cheese you could ever find.] I wouldn't expect you to, but you set yourself up for it anyway.

And I'm just full of surprises, what can I say? [He's gonna keep leading, then, moving along in time to the music with surprising grace for someone like him. He has plans, but now isn't the time even though he's getting impatient. They've only just started, after all.

But soon.]

[Does Bro go as well with shiraz as gorgonzola does? Yes he does. Bro goes very well with nice wine, Murdoc knows this from experience.] I seem to have a knack for that around you.

[Murdoc settles a bit more into the sway of the music. He enjoys the form of dancing, but he doesn't much enjoy the merriment of it. He likes it when he's done right and it's kind of obvious.]

You've been one surprise after another since you planted that kiss on me, actually. [He smirks a little.] I haven't minded it terribly, either.

[He smiles lightly at that, but doesn't say much. It's when Murdoc speaks again that his smile widens and he lets out a laugh.]

You ain't really seen nothing yet, babe.

[That may or may not be a little ominous, but Murdoc won't have much of a chance to respond, because guess what? The music's hit a faster pace now, and it's time for him to initiate a twirl.

So go, Murdoc, twirl, because that's what he's urging you to do.]

I've seen enough to keep me wantin' more.
[He returns Dirk's smile with a sly grin and he waggles a single brow at him. He can be hopelessly cheesy at the weirdest times.

And so can Dirk, apparently. He's not sure if he wants to twirl, actually. He's begining to feel a little self concious in this position. Really, Dirk should be doing the twirling. Yet, he feels himself moving along with it. Such is the influence Dirk has over him, he supposes.

He doesn't look at all impressed about doing this.]

[Murdoc may be feeling self conscious, but Bro doesn't. Not at all. In fact, this is more fun than he's had in a long while. It feels good to be doing something like this without worry. And Bro is always going to be the twirler and not the twirlee, sorry to say.

When it's time to pull him back in, he gives him a tug and then catches him, arms sliding around him to pull him close. He leans in, his face a couple of inches from Murdoc's.]

You want more, then you can fuckin' have more.

[And then he dips him low and kisses him right the fuck there in front of everyone.]

[It rarely seems as if Dirk is the one feeling self conscious. Unless his glasses are off, of course, but Murdoc doesn't relate self conscious feelings back to such gorgeous things.

Murdoc is just going to allow Dirk to do whatever he likes with him at this point. Mostly because he's so close to swooning it's embarrassing.]

Y-
[He doesn't have time to finish that sentence before he's scuffling as Dirk dips him. He starts to go red in the face, not quite kissing back as he tries to gather his wits. He's just staring wide-eyed up at Dirk.]

[Murdoc's reaction is nothing short of amusing, but to Bro's credit, he doesn't laugh into the kiss or even really let on to how funny he finds it. He knew this would be a big risk, and he knew that it might unnerve him a little to be in this type of situation. But to Bro, it's worth it. He's just going to keep kissing Murdoc though, supporting his weight as he keeps Murdoc in the dip, arms locked tightly around him. He's going to fucking kiss him until Murdoc forgets everyone else, until it's as if they're the only two in the room. Because that's how Bro feels sometimes, as if he can see Murdoc and only Murdoc. If he can share that feeling, then it'll be fucking worth it.]

[Slowly but surely, Murdoc is feeling that. He'd been scared of being dropped, but he feels supported by Dirk. He knows he isn't going to fall. He can still feel eyes on him, but there's no reason to feel ashamed or scared anymore, is there? The wedding is cancelled, Sybille had left. He's a free man and he makes his own choices.

Good choices.

And while kissing his boyfriend in the school dance may not be considered the most appropriate thing, it feels good. It's liberating. He can feel himself losing himself in the moment more and more as he realises how good Dirk makes him feel.]

[There's absolutely no way that Bro will drop him. He wouldn't ruin the moment by doing something as stupid at that. He's got him in a strong, yet gentle grip and Murdoc ain't going anywhere. It makes him feel good when he can feel Murdoc relaxing into his arms, and that just makes him kiss him more passionately.

While kissing in front of everyone may be pretty inappropriate, there's no denying how good it feels to finally be doing it. To not care what people might be thinking, or to have to hide it. He's waited for this for so long and the fact it's finally here is just nice. Better than nice. It's amazing. He can't help but smile against Murdoc's lips finally, letting out a happy little hum into the kiss.]

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