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13. Tango. [Fred Weasley]

Title: Tango.

Pairings: Fred Weasley x reader.

Word count: 2.1k

Warnings: None.

Summary: You convince Fred to help you win a muggle dance competition.

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Dancing was your thing. At the age of six your muggle mother decided to sign you up for dance lessons. First it was ballet and when you reached the age of eight you asked your mother if there was a change to chance from style. So you went practising 'jazz-dance'.

At the age of 10 you chose to learn 'street dance'.

When you received your Hogwarts letter, you were excited. But you also knew that you'd to give up dancing. You would be away for a whole year and the holidays wouldn't be enough to catch up the dances.

First year was easy. It was all new and you didn't even have time to think about dancing. But when you're back home -for the summer holidays-, it became difficult to accept the fact that you didn't dance anymore. You met your old 'dance-friends' again and it made you ask your mom if it was okay to be in a dance group only for the summer holidays.

But whenever you'd chance to dance in Hogwarts, you did. You danced in your room, you danced near the lake, you danced in the hallways, ... wherever you could, you danced. And people were used to it, especially your friends.

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After the war you started dancing again, non stop. You weren't in a dance group anymore, oh no. You'd started your own dance company, to give little 'wizard children' the chance to experience different dance styles. The twins, Ginny, Hermione, Harry and Ron came often to your dance competitions. Cheering and supporting you.

It had been a while since you'd seen the twins. And while walking through Diagon Alley, you realized you're a bit nervous to see them back, especially Fred. Because you'd to ask him something very very important! So the whole walk, you're thinking about how to ask him. You knew he wouldn't be excited about the whole concept but he was the only one to help you out. And he was the only one you wanted to do this with! So you'd had to bring it on carefully.

"Look who's here! My precious little dancer is back. My lovely friend. If you would stayed away much longer, I would have died!" Fred exclaimed and opened his arms to hug you. You giggled and hugged him back.

"You're exaggerating. But I'm also happy to see you back my friend!" you replied. Fred wrapped an arm around you and walked with you through the hallway.

"So, how you're doing?" he asked.

"Good, I'm great actually! Lots of work with dancing..!" you said with a wide smile. "And I entered a dance contest.."

"A dance contest?" he asked with a frown.

"Yes.. a dance contest.. It's a ballroom dance contest",

"Ballroom?"

"Dancing with a partner.. like dancing a waltz or a tango.." you explained carefully.

"Oh.. and who will you partner be?" he asked - trying to sound uninterested.

"Well.." you said carefully and stopped walking. You stood in front of Fred and fumbled with his tie. "You can only win such a competition if you dance with someone you trust.. and apparently you're the only guy I really trust and the only one that's allowed to 'touch' me.. so.. I was thinking-"