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Originally Posted by emmafan123  Before she knew it, everyone was getting up and coupling to start the actual dance portion of the lesson, chatter filling the air. Alfie's eyebrows rose at this commotion, her large blue eyes scanning the crowds in a gentle stare as they often did, before she was suddenly distracted by a hand in her peripheral vision. Alfie quickly directed her gaze to this, following it upwards to find the features of her boyfriend, none other than Theodore Dumble. The warmest of smiles spread across her features as he asked to have this dance in a snobby sort of voice, getting a genuinely amused chuckle to fall from her lips. "Why, of course you can," the Ravenclaw beamed, setting her hand in his own in order to stand. But due to her location in a bean bag, she couldn't very daintily stand up as one might be able to pull off in a normal chair. So Theo was really moreso pulling her up from the depths of the sand pit that was a bean bag chair.
Falling into a string of soft giggles at the simple task of standing up, Alfie stood before him, turning her blue eyes over to him with pure amusement shining behind them. "I'm up, first step!" she chirped with a soft chuckle. Stepping away from the many bean bags on the ground, the pair stepped a bit more towards what had apparently been dubbed as a make shift dance floor. Standing as they waited for the instruction to start, Alfie stood right before Theo, one hand still entwined with his, but the other seeming completely out of place dropped at her side. "Do you know where I put this?" the blonde asked, holding up her free hand to show him with pure confused innocence behind her gaze. Of course, she'd never danced a waltz before, so she had no idea where the proper placement of her hands would be, so this question was completely legitimate. It was only as she registered her own question that she let out a sheepish sort of chuckle, realizing how silly it sounded. Quote:
Originally Posted by Tailzerr Chad clapped his hands together to get everyone's attention back up towards him and Bentley. "Now, the first thing we will learn how to do is the stance for the waltz. It is fairly simple. You are going to stand in front of each other, offset slight to the left. Mademoiselle Bentley, if you please?" Chad turned to face her, smiling politely.
"Now, le monsieur's left hand should join with la mademoiselle's right hand. These will be held up in the air a bit, approximately at the eye lady of la mademoiselle." With a slightly awkward cough, Chad demonstrated by taking Bentley's right hand into his left. "Next, le monsieur will place his right hand on the back of la mademoiselle, over her shoulder blade. Les mademoiselles will then rest their left arm on the monsieur's right arm." He placed his hand over her shoulder blade and waited for her to do her part.
"You all try now." Theodore scooped her up from the depths of the bean bag chair, which had threatened to swallow her up like quicksand. Beaming, he looked over his shoulder to see all of the other students and the lone professors reluctantly pairing up. Now wasn't the time for public displays of affection, which Alfeodore wasn't really a fan of. Alas, sometimes they couldn't help it. And being reprimanded for kissing your girlfriend in class by a professor, especially when you were a seventh year and should have known better, would be horrible. Thus, he kept his eyes off of Alfie's pretty face for the moment. It was too tempting.
Opening his mouth to answer her inquiries, he subsided into a light laugh. "You heard Professor Stryker," He laughed, standing erect in front of Alfie as per the teacher's instructions. Taking her right hand in his left and holding it into the air, Theodore reached around and placed his right hand on her upper back. "Easy enough, right?" He grinned, looking down at her to complete her own stance. "And... if I step on your feet, I apologize in advance," He mumbled, smirking. Although he truly would have felt guilty had his clown feet stepped on her small toes.
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