The Harper household has always been a strict one, one with firm words and sharp eyes. Yet like every other story, there's always one person who can burn it down with a single flick of their wrist. In this fanfic of Harry Potter, that person is Cass...
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"Come on," Cassandra whined, glancing around at her friends, "somebody dance with me."
After Zephyr and Cassie had their first kiss, they danced to their heart's content, singing their heads off, until Visha came in and had to drag Zephyr back to the Slytherin dorms, as it was around midnight. Cass was still absolutely buzzing with excitement, from the days events.
George gazed at her in confusion, Angelina had dragged Alicia to bed a while ago, Chance was still pouting and Caterina and Cedric sat together playing with each other's fingers. Lee had dozed off and was now sprawled out on one of the arm chairs, snoring. Fred, who had been the only one to see Cassies kiss, was conflicted on how to feel, so he sat there, staring into space.
Cassandra stood in front of them all, hands waving all over the place, trying to encourage them to 'have some fun'. "Let's go! Five, six, seven, eight!" She exclaimed while doing some sort of dance. She then shimmied around in a circle. "And Fred, do the shimmy, do the shimmy, do the shimmy."
Fred glanced at her and couldn't help but smile at her energy. Cassie kept going and started pointing at people. "And George pirouette, and Chance do the splits and Cat you stay exactly where you are, cause you are per-fect."
Caterina blushed and giggled, making Cedrics heart warm, as he looked down at her. Chance seen his gaze and scoffed, making Cassie stop. She furrowed her eyebrows and darted her eyes between the Slytherin, who sat on his own and the two Hufflepuffs, cuddled together.
She sighed and plopped down beside Chance, he turned to her with eyebrows raised. Cass smiled softly at him and lay her head on his shoulder. He smiled and finally relaxed, placing his head on top of hers.
Eventually, the party settled down, everyone went to bed and Cassie fell asleep with a grin on her face.
***
The next day, Cassandra practically hoped into the Great Hall for breakfast. Chance was slumped over his food, with a frown. George was grinning away at him, poking him with a spoon and Fred was glancing around, searching for Cassie.
When they caught each other's eye, they smirked in sync. Fred sucked in a deep breath, just gazing at her, wondering if he should ask about the kiss with Zephyr. He still hadn't told anyone what he seen, so he felt as if he was about to explode with the information.
Cass sat down beside him and immediately started filling her plate. "I know at the end, we weren't really chatting or dancing, but I had great crack at the party." Fred let his lips twitch up slightly into a grin and let out a breathy puff of air.
"Yeah, I bet you did." He said, as jokingly as he could, Cassie turned to him, noticing his odd behaviour, but deciding not to comment on it with so many people around. Instead, she grinned back, confused about his words.
Chance narrowed his eyes and George lifted his eyebrows in question. "What," George started, glancing at his twin, still being able to see the attempted mischievous glint, in his tried eyes, "with the whole dancing thing? Or is there something we don't know about?" He asked, Cassie frowned and studied Fred.
