"My love," Giant frying pan spun her around, "Dance with me."
Ginny bit her lip, but, he had challenged her.
"But Pan, we're next to dishwasher! Everyone will see. They'll judge us."
"Shh..." Pan silenced her gently.
"I would only dance for you. I love you, not their opinion."
So the two love pans danced in front of all the dishes.
The cups sighed and the plates grew happy.
Ginny and Pan would never forget the beautiful night, with all the house elves stalking them.
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MINERVA MCGONAGONE
FanfictionThese oneshots were so good, Minerva McGonagall had to become McGonaGONE (and same with Voldemort). #McGonagallApproves
