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Nabiya 
Natasha got a fit of the giggles when she saw Fabian and the young Hufflepuff making their way to the dance floor. Turning round, she smiled up at her husband the Christmas tree and their son. "Oh, Armand, don't tease." She wiggled her shoulders which caused the wings to flutter and Damian to giggle and grab at the charmed material.
"I'd ask you to dance, but..." her eyes took in the crowded dance floor and she visibly shuddered, "I fear for anyone who gets in the way of my unruly wings."
"Excuse me, professors..." Xana approached the small family with a shy smile. "I'm sorry to interrupt you, but I was wondering if I might trouble Professor Erikson for a dance?" She raised her eyebrows, playfully pleading, and spoke in a silky, charming tone-- but her eyes clearly indicated that dancing was not her motivation. She needed to talk to Professor Erikson.