{Daphne's Room, Slytherin Dorm, Hogwarts}
{10th Oct 1991}
{3rd person POV}
~Your hands are shaking baby
You ain't been sleeping lately
There's something out there
And it don't seem very friendly does it?~
Daphne smiled as she swayed with Rigel. Today, he seemed to be on point. His right hand gripped her waist while his left held her hand, and they glided to the music. She was beginning to doubt if he lied about not knowing how to dance because he learned everything pretty quickly.
~If I could help you I would help ya
But it's difficult
There's something much more powerful
Than both of us possessing me~
Intending to get answers to her doubts, she rested her head on his shoulders and sighed. Not wanting to seem overly attached, she murmured, "Tell me honestly, did you lie when you said you didn't know how to dance?" She questioned, hoping for him to say yes or No.
'No, control yourself, Daphne. You can't be attached to him.' Daphne scolded herself as she pushed her head off his shoulders and looked into his eyes.
"...Maybe. Who would deny using underhanded means to sneak into your beautiful company." Rigel teased her, his hands gripping her waist tighter as he continued, "...especially if I get to dance so close to you as I look into your beautiful eyes."
Daphne's knees go a little weak at his words, her eyes never leaving his face as she could feel herself blushing slightly. She looked away and jested, "Prat!"
He easily shrugged her words and instead hummed the words of the famous song; the temptation was too much to avoid for her as she once again laid her head onto his shoulder/upper chest.
~I've got to get to grips
I don't want to feel like this
Your voice keeps haunting me
I cannot eat or sleep
I'm going crazy in this hazy fantasy
You put a spell on me
Aw but I ain't going down at all~
His chest hummed along with the song, and she closed her eyes, mouthing the lyrics slowly as she listened to him hum the song.
Daphne has always prided herself on having good control of her emotions, but somehow, a simple dance was causing her heart to flutter. She allowed him to lead the dance as she let go, enjoying the little moment.
...
~So take your hands off me
Tonight I'm breaking free
This is the night
This is the night
So take your hands off me
Tonight I'm breaking free
This is the night
This is the night
This is the night (This is the night)
This is the night
Oh yeah
This is the night
All right
This is the night
This is the night~
...
The song ended, and so did their movements. Daphne opened her eyes and leaned back, her eyes searching for any trace of emotion on Rigel's face. He was staring into empty space like he sometimes does. She felt his hands tighten onto her waist for a moment. It wasn't painful but just a bit uncomfortable. He broke out of his daze and looked down at her.
The sheepish smile that appeared on his face made her feel a little better. "Sorry about that; I got lost in the song."
It wasn't a lie as far as she could tell, and that made her feel the blood rushing to her face again. She took a step back, leaving his shoulders, and nodded.
"It's alright... same time tomorrow?" She asked/hoped.
"You bet," he grinned at her. He took a step toward her before he paused, shaking his head. He took a step back and waved at her.
She watched him open the door, look back at her, and walk away after giving her one last smile. Daphne watched him go, her hands nervously rubbing against each other as she backed away and sat down on her bed. Her heart was beating violently against her chest as unknown emotions, and yearning filled her.
Her door opened, and she barely looked up as Tracy walked into her room, shutting the door behind her. Her friend didn't take long to recognize her dilemma as she instantly denied her, "Daph, no. We talked about this, remember?"
"But would it be so bad?" Daphne questioned. She didn't like being told no, even if that thought made her look like an entitled one. She was fine with it as long as she got what she wanted.
"Daph!" Tracy spoke, her tone an octave higher than normal.
"We already talked to Pansy, and the rumors regarding his involvement with Evelyn are true too. You know it would get messy, don't even think about it. I know this was a stupid idea..." Tracy muttered in the end as she glared at Daphne.
"I know... It's just." Daphne started speaking, but in the end, she could only lamely shrug her hands.
Tracy's furious expression mellowed as she stared at her friend. She sat down beside her and gave her a side hug.
"Don't do anything, not before the dance. If he looks into you at the dance, then ask him about it. About the rumors about Evelyn and his deal with Pansy. By Halloween, his deal would be done, and then you can ask him." Tracy gave her an option, a way for her to move forward.
"Okay..." Daphne agreed. As much as she looked forward to every evening, she would have to suppress her desires and questions for a while. She nodded as Tracy pulled her along, "Come on, dance with me to wash Rigel out of your system."
Daphne smiled at her friend as she was pulled along. A wave of her wand and the familiar lyrics filled the room.
...
Rigel opened the door to his room after muttering his password. He closed the door behind him and threw himself on the bed. He was going to consider today a success, Daphne it seems like couldn't ingonre the effects of his aura that was permanently active so she was sexually attracted to him without him even having to do anything. He was having a fun time with her as well, but the notification in the end ruined his mood.
...
[New skill learned!]
[Skill: Dancing]
...
'If I can learn dancing, then I can learn duelling as well.' Rigel groaned at the amount of time he wasted practicing locked in his room. He could have grinded Duelling to a good enough level by now.
'...'
'...I need a dueling partner.'
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AN - A little down chapter on popular demand. I'll fill up more of Rigel's interactions with the more people in the story so as not to make it monotonous!
P.S- 51+ chapters on P.atreon!