"And now, we would like to mention there is going to be a dance this November," the transfigurations professor says.

Stan and I both groan at the same time.

"So, learning to dance is apparently a requirement," the professor says.

"We have O.W.L.S this year. Do we have to?" Stan asks.

"Yes. Now, partners," the professor says.

I get up. Stan smiles and starts sat.

"Hey," I say.

I give him a hand.

"You up for it?" I ask.

He looks shocked.

"I-Sure," he says.

"I don't think they will allow-," Professor says.

"But it's allowed here," I say.

I drag him to the middle.

"I mean... I guess," Professor says.

Partners start going around us.

"Alright. So what you're supposed to do is-," the professor starts.

Someone puts the music on and as the professor tries to put it off, it keeps getting louder.

"Fine! Let's see how you can do already!" Professor yells.

"I'll lead," I say, seeing how scared Stan is.

"Thanks," he responds.

I put a hand on his side, I swear, he is small enough to make this fairly easy. He basically is the height of a tallish girl.

"One two three," i start, listening to what the rhythm is.

I take one step forward, looking at my feet. Left, right, right, back, forwards, spin, left, left, back, forwards, right right, spin, left, left, back, forwards, right, left, right, left, back, back, spin, forwards, left, right, right, forwards, spin, left.

"Holy shit this is harder than anything I know," Stan mutters.

I laugh and continue, left, right, back, forwards, spin, back, back, back, left, left, right, forwards, spin, forwards, back, forwards, right, left, right, right, spin, left, forwards before ending it.

"Well done. A few of you should try to learn a little more but good overall. Now, Cicapoo! Who knows how it goes?" Professor asks.

"I do," Stan says.

"Why?" I ask, laughing.

"Because it's something we got taught in school," Stan says.

"I mean I do too but-," I say.

"Great! You two should show us how to do it!"

Stan sighs and takes my left and right hand so we're the right way around.

"So you're gonna be the girl?" I ask.

"I'm shorter and it's more fun," Stan says.

I roll my eyes.

"Could we get the music?" I ask.

It starts and we do it. Four steps forwards, feet left and right, four steps forwards, feet left and right, clap, 3 steps towards the middle, clap, 3 steps back, hand up so Stan can spin under and repeat.

"Well done! Now, everyone into a circle. We need to do this!"

Stan and I stop in front of Bebe and Baahir, behind Nichole and Token.

"Let's go," I say.

Music starts yet again and we do it. Four steps forwards, feet left and right, four steps forwards, feet left and right, clap, 3 steps towards the middle, clap, 3 steps back, hand up so Stan can spin under and repeat for like 20 times before the song ends.

"Well done! Class over!"

I drag Stan out into the library, where Kyle and Wendy are already.

"And then you stepped on my feet!" Wendy says.

"Did not!" Kyle says.

"You did! I swear, I am never letting you lead ever again, that was truly terrifying!" Wendy says.

They both laugh.

"So. Are you going to ask anyone?" Wendy asks.

"Don't know. You're going with Stan?" Kyle asks.

"I hope! If he's going with someone else I'm going to be damn pissed," Wendy says.

They laugh yet again.

"Are you going to ask him?" Wendy asks.

"I... um... probably not," Kyle says.

"Oh come on! You two are so cute! I need it in my life!" Wendy says.

"Stop it. It's a bit more complicated than asking a girl," Kyle says.

"I mean. If Stan doesn't ask me, I'll come with you!" Wendy says.

"Thanks Wends," Kyle responds.

"Anytime dude!" Wendy says.

"Stan! We have a letter addressed to you!"

Oh no.

"Thank you," Stan says.

He takes the letter and reads it, slowly.

"Oh shit," he mutters.

"What is it, Stan?" Wendy asks.

"Welp, my mum was confirmed dead and my dad got cursed. As much as I expected," Stan says.

"Those bitches aren't getting my mum," Kyle says.

Oh yeah. 3 of our four mum's have been killed.

"Are you okay, Stan?" Wendy asks.

Stan rolls his eyes.

"Better than my mum, that's for sure," he says.

Kyle immediately takes him into a hug.

"You can cry, dude," he says.

Stan gets his arms around Ky, slowly starting to shake a little.

"She-I should have-I knew this but-," Stan says.

"Sh. I know," Kyle says.

Wendy and I look at each other. She's his girlfriend and is as awkward as me?

"I love you," Stan says.

Kyle jumps a little. Wendy rolls her eyes.

"Don't die," Stan says.

I hug the two as well.

"None of you die before me," Stan says.

This is when Wendy comes to us on the last side, crying.

"We'll try our best," Kyle says.

"I love you all," Stan says.

I can't help tearing up a little bit.

"I love you too," I say.

Wendy nods.

"I love all of you so damn much," Kyle says.

We stay there for a moment before the next news come out.

"THE DARK KING HAS BEEN SPOTTED!"

All of us look at each other, taking our wands.

"Where?" Kyle asks.

"Hogsmeade! He's looking for someone from the prophecy or some shit!"

All the others look at me.

"No you don't," Wendy says, as if reading what I was about to do.

She makes a full body lock.

"Room of requirements, now," she says.

Kyle and Stan nod, dragging me after them into the room. When in, Wendy sighs.

"What did I talk about the dance being a distraction?" Stan asks.

"We should all stay together that night," Wendy says.

She smiles.

"Kyle, you should watch over Ken. You're the better at magic," Wendy says.

"I'll go with you," Stan says.