The shirt moved its arms and could be considered dancing but the second-year wasn't satisfied with this result. Cassia frowned and crossed her arms over her shoulder eyeing the thing. "My grandmother can dance better than this," she said irritated. Well, her grandmother didn't really dance but she needed to make the shirt feel bad. Which was the most stupid thing probably. The slytherin thought of choosing another shirt, one that could dance properly.

But it wasn't really its fault, right? Cassia sighed realizing that it's, with no doubt, her performing that needed to get better. She waited until the shirt stopped moving its arms up and down lamely while it was only a couple of feet off the floor.

Now she shall try again with more concentration on the shirt unlike the previous try when she was concentrating on the dance moves and the incantation.

Ok. Cassia took a deep breath and skipped in her place warming up and then began!

Hop..ClaaP. WIGGLE . KICK and Shuffffffle..pointingg!

"Treguna Mekoides..Trecorum Satis Dee" She said her eyes glued on the shirt.

And the shirt hovered of the floor its arms twitching. A good sign.

Tap ball . Swwwiiiiiiiiing....crazy Jazz hands!

"Treguna Mekoides..Trecorum Satis DEE" Still eyeing the shirt which now started moving its arms in circles.

GASPS and continue.

Step !slide..Pivoooot...aaaand POWER FIST.

"TREGUNA MEKOIDES..TRECORUM SATIS Dee" she uttered excitedly.

And the shirt earned a huge grin and a squeak from the twelve-years old!

The shirt could dance after all. It moved its arms in wide and small circles while it twirled around jumping up and down. Now THAT was dancing. Cassia stood watching her dancing shirt so amused and proud by the thought that she got the thing to mooooove.