Dancing in the Dark (Remus) - COMPLETE

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Ferret hummed as she changed into the clothes she hid outside the Hog's Head. Tomorrow was the first day of Christmas break and what better why to celebrate the end of the semester than sneaking out and going dancing? Well, maybe not getting into trouble, but that was far beyond the girl's mind set.

She wanted to forget. She wanted to have fun, and what better way to do so other than going out an dancing? For good measure, the brought along Remus. He claimed that he wanted to avoid another "Skinny Dipping Party" but Ferret hoped it was for a different reason.

Though she didn't get her hopes up high.

Stepping out from the shadows, Ferret hopped a hip as she pulled her hair back. Even in the cold, she was wearing cut off jean shorts with a cut off shirt. It go hot when dancing.

"How do I look?" she asked Remus, once her hair was secure. She did a small twill for him, smiling widely.

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Remus stood in the mouth of the alley next to the Hog's Head, wondering why he had agreed to this. Behind him he could hear the sound of Ferret changing clothes into something she had described as her 'party and free drinks clothes', and he blushed slightly and kept his back turned. It was Ferret's fault really, Remus was sure. She was the one who had dragged him out here and instructed him that he was going to drink and dance and be flirted with.

And if he hadn't resisted as much as he might have, it was all down to the fact that he left for Christmas break tomorrow and wanted to spend a bit more time with his friend and nothing to do with the fact that he found it very difficult to say no to anything Ferret asked. That was his story, anyway, and Remus was sticking to it.

Pulling out his wand, Remus considered his clothes. The Hogwarts under-robe he was wearing was not quite suitable for a night out, in addition to the fact it rather obviously established that he was under-age. Needing to distract himself from the sound of fabric rubbing against flesh and zippers being done and undone behind him - curse his over-keen werewolf hearing! - Remus began transfiguring his clothes into something more appropriate.

In a short while he was sporting a pair of jeans, a dark red-purple shirt unbuttoned at the collar and a faded blue jacket, finishing just in time to turn and respond to Ferret's question. As she stepped into the light, Remus swallowed nervously. He'd known he was going to look plain in front of his far more attractive friend, but hadn't expected to be shown up quite this much. Ferret was exposing so much skin that Remus' first thought was where is it safe for me to look followed closely by and how is she not freezing to death.

"You look great," He managed to say hoarsely after some incoherent spluttering, "Very nice."

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Ferret couldn't decide whether to smirk or not. It was either smirk or oggle at her very good friend looking so good in non-robes.

So good.

She opted for the smirk, but a friendly one. "Well, which on is it? Great or nice? It makes a huge difference if one is going dancing." Looking down at herself, she rolled her shirt up more, allowing everything it seemed but her breasts to show. She secretly prided herself in her abs and how her attire had a reaction on Remus.

Before he could answer, Ferret grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the night club. "Come on! The night is young but its growing old fast!"

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"Great, nice, stunning, hot." Remus shrugged and gave a wicked grin, controlling his blush, "Take your pick. They all equally apply. In fact-" Remus looked her up and down, acting as flamboyant as he could while wearing a mock critical look, "You look absolutely fabulous!" He dropped the act and gave her a sincere grin.

As Ferret hitched up the cut-off shirt higher to expose more skin and show off her stomach, Remus blushed a violent crimson and tried to tear his gaze away from the muscled lines of her abdomen that led up to- He flushed furiously and looked at the ground, embarassed by his reaction to his albeit very attractive but very much not-attracted-to-him friend.

Breathing in deeply to calm himself down, Remus unbuttoned his shirt several more inches. He gave a rueful shrug and looked at Ferret. "I figured if you're making such an effort I should do my part too."

As Ferret grabbed his hand and dragged him inside, Remus gulped. He'd never been to a nightclub before and he was incredibly nervous, and he could only thank Merlin that his being a werewolf made him highly resistant to alcohol and therefore unlikely to embarrass himself.

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Ferret smiled as she entered the night club and headed straight towards the bar. Leaning over, she smiled at the bartender who handed her a drink. Still smiling, she patted the stool next to her for Remus to sit on.

The club was relatively full. People were dancing on the floor and running hands along their dance partner's bodies. In a corner, she was a blond man looking at her. She waved and he came over handing her another drink.

"Remus, this is Peter," Ferret introduced. "He is my regular 'first-drink-giver'," she explained. "I'm sure he could do the same for you."

Not long after, a young man come up to her and offered her a drink in exchange for a dance. Smiling, Ferret nodded and joined him on the dancefloor. His hands when straight for her hips and he guided her to the music of the song, keeping them less than arms length apart. Ferret looked over her shoulder and waved for Remus t join her.

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The noise and smells and swirling lights of the nightclub struck Remus like a physical blow, sending him reeling for a moment as he struggled to control the overload of sensory information. Coming back to his senses, he spotted Ferret half-way to the bar and hurried over to join her, taking the stool that she had gestured to.

As Ferret's blonde 'friend' - Peter, Remus reminded himself - came up and offered her a drink, Remus greeted the other man with a friendly smile and accepted a drink itself. Taking a sip, the smoky taste of Firewhiskey burned down his throat, but despite the alcohol level Remus knew it contained, he felt only the slightest kick. He knocked back the whole glass in one go as Ferret was led away by a young man who began dancing closely with her, feeling the faintest beginning of a buzz start to form as a wave of something that couldn't be jealousy rose up bitter and sour in his gut.

So it wasn't all that surprising that when Ferret beckoned to him from where she practically grinding against someone else, Remus knocked back another shot of Firewhiskey, feeling the gentle warmth in his gut as he slid off the stool and stalked over towards the dancing pair.

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Ferret smiled and moved away from her partner from where he was practicality attempting to eat her neck. Taking Remus's hands, she placed them on her hips, smiling widely.

"You need to loosen up!" Ferret yelled over the music. Though faint, there was a slight slur in her voice. Most likely from someone slipping something into her drink. But the girl smiled, blissfully unaware and she pressed up against the person of her affection. Not that he was interested in her in that way at all. But the alcohol and perhaps the drug, made her forget that.

At least for this moment.

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Remus grinned as Ferret pulled his hands down to her hips, and moved them away with a faint chuckle. "Rather forward of you. Aren't you supposed to buy me a drink first?" His grin widened and he let out a peal of laughter as he returned their hands to their former position and began to dance, moving awkwardly like somewhat of a right idiot as he tried to get the hang of the whole 'dancing' thing.

As Ferret yelled over the music, Remus frowned slightly at the drunken slur in her voice. She'd only had three drinks, and unless she was drinking something far stronger than Firewhisky or was much more of a lightweight than he had realized, she shouldn't have been as drunk as he seemed. But as she pressed up close against him, all such concerns flew out of his mind as Remus took her advice and decided to loosen up, giving up control and moving to the beat with animalistic grace as he let go of thought and allowed his senses full reign.

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Ferret laughed as Remus teased her, enjoying it.

"That only works for the females of the species, Wolfy-Boy!" she shouted over the music but was glad Remus returned his hands to her hips.

Even awkwardly, Ferret enjoyed dancing with Remus more than anyone else. And she came to this nightclub several times to give her...lessions to any female who wanted to learn. Of course, then she was a redhead named 'Lisa' but that was beside the point.

But once the boy let loose, Remus was actually a pretty good dancer. She thought maybe it had something to do with the wolf inside him but kept that to herself. She turned under his hands so her back was to him, moving her hips with his to the movement of the music, but that was not without her own dramatic flare every once in awhile.

Ferret smiled and lifted her arms above her head and ran her hands over her hair and Remus's neck. She pulled the tie from her hair and let it fall in waves as she ran her fingers through.

"You lier," she yelled over the music. "You're a good dancer!"

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Remus flushed slightly as Ferret turned and pressed her back against him, moving her hips in time with his with their bodies pressed flush against each other. But she seemed to be enjoying herself, and Remus wasn't going to spoil her fun. If he could be nothing else for her but a friend then at least he could enjoy being a dance partner for a few hours and fool himself that their physical closeness meant something beyond the necessity of dancing.

As Ferret's fingers ran down his neck and she pulled off her hair tie to let her hair sway in front of his face, Remus shivered from the combination of her touch and her scent, the sensory intimacy of her touch and smell overwhelming him. As she yelled at him over the music Remus grinned and leaned in, plastering his body against hers to breathe in her ear: "I never lie. I didn't say I was a bad dancer, I simply said I'd never been to a nightclub before." He gave a carefree and somewhat wolfish grin, "I thought I'd surprise you. Just because I'm studious and responsible most of the time, doesn't mean I don't know how to let down my hair down and party."

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Ferret shivered pleasureably as Remus breathed in her ear. On instinct, she pressed herself more firmly against him, toss in her hair away from her ear to better hear him. She giggled at his words and yelled over the music.

"Its always the quiet ones isn't it?"

The song ended all too soon and almost at once, aman came up to Ferret with another drink. She smiled and took the drink before turning to Remus.

"Save another dance for me," Ferret told him, before going off to dance with her new partner. She controled the movements this time, putting his hands only where she wanted them and kept them seperated at the most part.

A woman came up to Remus and a smile crossed her bright red lips. "Buy me a drink good looking?"

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Remus stifled a groan as Ferret pressed herself against him and chuckled at her reply to his statement. Though normally he'd have been too reserved and polite to say it, the combination of the slight buzz of Firewhisky and his surrender to his more animal side stripped away his inhibitions. Moving even closer so his lips were practically caressing her ear he breathed "You have no idea." Then gave her a wink and a wicked smile, blushing slightly.

As the song came to an end Remus felt an almost physical sense of loss as he and Ferret separated and she accepted a drink from someone else and went off to dance with him. Watching them there on the dancefloor the same odd bitter feeling of envy began to rise up - though, Remus noted to himself with a certain degree of satisfaction, Ferret wasn't nearly so close to the stranger as she had been with him - and so Remus walked over to the bar and ordered a double-Firewhisky, knocking it back and feeling a gentle wave of warmth that reinforced his already fading buzz.

As the (somewhat drunken, to be perfectly honest) sidled up, Remus couldn't help but compare her to Ferret. She had none of the grace nor strength of his friend, and neither was she near as attractive. But Ferret was off dancing with some other man, and so Remus bought the woman a drink and followed her out onto the floor, switching off most of his brain and concentrating on just dancing, immersing himself in the music to an almost meditative degree.

But the conscious part of him couldn't help but hold himself slightly apart from the woman with who he was dancing and keep his senses trained on Ferret and her partner, waiting for an excuse to step in and return to her.

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Ferret watched Remus from the corner of her eye and felt herself frown as another woman approched him. A beast began to rise in her stomach as he began to dance with her. She could still feel his breath on her ear, and it caused her to shiver even now.

Thinking the shiver was his doing, the man leaned over to her neck. Ferret, feeling his breath their, placed her hand under his chin and lifted it up and away. It was a dance move, but it also gave the indication not to go there.

The girl had to adjust her partner's hands several times as they tried to grope and move from her hips. Ferret adjusted the movement until the man grew frustrated and moved away. This was the girl's cue to head for the bar.

She ordered and paid for her own drink as she watched Remus and his parter together, eyes dark and studying. She was ready to pounce, to attack or defend, at any point.

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There! Out of the corner of his eye, Remus noticed Ferret having some difficulties convincing her dance partner to behave, but it looked like she had things under control and so he let it be. After the man moved away and Ferret headed off the dance floor to the bar, Remus grinned slightly as he heard the song coming to an end with near perfect timing.

Dismissing his former partner politely but clearly, Remus prowled over towards the bar and Ferret, letting himself get lost in the crowd, vanishing from sight before using the low-lighting and general noise to conceal his approach as he snuck up until he was right next to Ferret.

Pulling her into an embrace from behind, Remus nuzzled her hair and neck before breathing a greeting into her ear. "Miss me?" He quirked an eyebrow and gave a cheeky grin, pretending to cower away in fear of her hitting him before pulling her back into a hug.

"So," He said, holding her tightly and feeling her body pressed against him, "Do you want company or are you drinking alone? I'm looking for my friend and I seem to recall her promising me a dance. Do you think you've seen her?"

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Ferret gasped and was about to strick back with her elbow when she heard the familiar voice. Relaxing, she gently punched his shoulder as he pretened to cower but moved eagerly back into his hug.

"You have no idea," she said, placing her mouth close to his ear so he could hear the soft purr in her voice. She gladdly moved close to him, pressing herself against him as if she needed to feel the contact. Which she did.

Ferret laughed at his words, moving her mouth close to his ear once more.

"Well, I always like company but I think your friend would rather dance than drink right now? Is that alright?" It was her turn to place her hands on his hips, smiling at the young man, licking her lips ever so slightly.