"Hermione, may I interest you in dance?"  Too late. He held his hand out to her in hesitant question. With no valid excuse to decline, she plastered a polite smile on her face and nodded her acquiescence. Following him to the outskirts of the dance floor, she allowed him to place his hand on her waist as she moved her left hand to rest very lightly on his shoulder, just barely touching the scratchy fabric of his robes. Her arm remained stiff and locked out to maintain a healthy distance between them as they began to move slowly around the dance floor. 