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Shanners With a smile, Rooney properly checked out the shoes on the feet of the Gryffindor. "They look like they belong in a glass case, Miss Dora." But honestly, Rooney thought that about a lot of shoes...probably something he had gotten from his mother who did have shoes in glass cases around their Paris home. He couldn't quite promise a push around the dance floor, but he did offer his arm and then led Dora out into a free space.
"I was worried you weren't going to show tonight." He hadn't thought a few people were going to show, but apparently...they had. And apparently...they were set on doing strange things to his head. Maybe he was getting sea sick... ever since he'd had some stuff from the buffet he'd felt a little bit wacko with his brain.
Her arm immediately went through his as he led her out to the floor. "
Only the really old ones. Shoes are meant to be worn and shown off, if you ask me. " The REALLY old ones were stored, ya know. But these... THESE were fantastic footwear. All of the right charms had been placed on them, too.
Once they made their way to the empty space Dora slipped her arms around him and lifted one shoulder nonchalantly. "
Eh. Well I wasn't going to, " she admitted, dropping her shoulder. "
But I made a promise to a friend, so here I am. " Grudgingly.
As she swayed to the music she watched Roo closely. Was he alright? He looked a little green around the gills.