Save the last dance for me

by Maeglin Yedi

Pairing: HP/SB

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: not mine. I´d wish.

Feedback: most welcome

Summary: Sirius teaches Harry how to dance.

A/N: written for the Dictionary Drabbles on Canis Major: Tuition

Word count: 568. (Hey, I´m new at this Drabble thing ;-)

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"That was my foot, Harry."

"Sorry."

Harry looked up at his lover, and gave him a big grin. Sirius tried to look stern but couldn´t hold back a grin himself.

"Concentrate. Don´t put your hand on my shoulder, you´re supposed to be leading here," Sirius instructed, and Harry bit his lip.

"I´m trying, honestly. I just don´t see the point. And besides, I like it when you lead."

Sirius sighed and shook his head. Teaching Harry how to dance properly had been a much harder job than he had thought it would be.

"Harry, we are expected to attend the Victory Ball at the Ministry of Magic in less than an hour. And you are expected to open the ball with a dance. Do you want to make a fool out of yourself?" Sirius asked patiently. Harry quickly shook his head.

"No. I´m sorry."

"It´s okay. Let´s try it again. Just listen to the music."

Harry put his hand on Sirius´ lower back, and pulled his lover closer. He concentrated on the music, a Waltz, as Sirius had explained earlier, and started to lead his dance partner across the empty space in their living room.

For a moment everything seemed to go right. Harry´s eyes widened in amazement that *he* was dancing and leading another person. He grinned at Sirius, and tried to pull off even more complicated steps. Sirius did not anticipate this. Harry did not anticipate that Sirius wouldn´t anticipate his new moves, and they crashed into the couch, which had been shoved aside earlier that evening to create dancing space.

Sirius landed flat on his back, and was grateful for their soft couch, and Harry landed on top of Sirius.

Sirius let out a deep sigh. Harry just rested his forehead against his lover´s chest and tried not to snigger.

"We were dancing a Waltz, Harry, not a Tango. There is no need for flashy moves when you dance a Waltz," Sirius scolded playfully, and Harry chuckled against his lover. The Animagus wrapped his arms around the body of his lover, and buried his nose in Harry´s black hair.

"This is going to be awful." Harry looked up at Sirius. "Everyone is going to want to dance with me. I´ll be on that floor the whole evening. What are you going to do while I´m being harassed by half of the Wizarding World?"

"I´ll be watching from the side with Moony and I´ll try not to laugh too much," Sirius said with an amused smile, and Harry narrowed his eyes. He tried to crawl up his lover´s body but this brought their groins together, and extracted a soft moan from both of them.

Harry grinned mischievously, and pushed his groin against Sirius´ once more.

"Harry, stop it. We don´t have time for this," Sirius moaned and tried not to give into the desire to feel his lover´s naked body against his.

"Oh, come on. Just a quick shag? Consider it tuition for your dancing lessons." Harry darted his tongue out to lick Sirius´ lips seductively.

"I don´t need payment for the lessons since it appears that you have not learned a great deal. There is only one thing I want you to do tonight," Sirius said, and Harry looked up at him expectantly. Sirius caressed his lover´s face gently, and placed a soft kiss on Harry´s lips.

"Just save the last dance for me."

~~fin~~