Dancing Ballet ((Anyone))

[thenamelessone]

Rayne couldn't sleep again. It seemed to be a common occurance lately. Pacing around the common room Rayne tried to think of something to do. 'Maybe I'll go see Madame Pomfrey about this.' She thought to herself. Seeing as how she'd been having nasty bouts of insomnia for well over a week she thought it would be a good idea.

Walking out of her common room and through the hallways Rayne decided that she didn't want to go see Madame Pomfrey after all. All sleep did was cause her to dream and she really didn't like the dreams she'd been having on those rare occasions when she did fall asleep. Abrubtly changing directions Rayne went off to find an empty classroom.

After checking to make sure it was empty Rayne closed the door slightly so that it was still open but only just. Looking around the room she noticed that it was pretty much empty. There was a few desks in the corner and a chair in the other corner but other then that the room was nice and empty. 'Perfect.' Rayne thought smiling. She decided to do her ballet. No one actually knew that she did Ballet. It was something she kept to herself and enjoyed on her own time.

After checking the hallways once more to make sure no one was coming Rayne conjured up a radio and played some of her favorite music to dance to. The first thing she did was some warm up stretches using one of the desks as she would a bar at home. It had been so long since she'd danced that she figured she should stretch first. After stretching Rayne changed the music to somethting she could really dance to. Standing in first position she waited till the beat was right. After finding the right beat she was off.

Closing her eyes Rayne did plie after plie before surrendering herself to the music and the feel of dancing. Adding her own twist to the moves made the dance all the more graceful. After the song ended Rayne leaned against the desk eyes still closed. She really needed to dance more for she was out of shape. When she opened her eyes she noticed someone there. "What are you doing here?" She asked blushing furiously wondering how long they'd been there.

[luvs2dance]

Brooke slowly crept out of the owlery, careful not to make a sound. She really didn't want to attract unwanted attention from say Filch or his annoying little cat. She had more than enough detention from Snape already, there didn't need to be more added to it. She was heading down the corridor to the common room when her keen hearing sense picked up the slightest hint of music. Brooke turned in the direction of the sound and followed it down another hallway. She saw an empty classroom and slipped in through the doorway just in time to see Rayne finish up a ballet dance. After Rayne noticed Brooke was there though, she didn't seem too happy about it.

"Oh, touchy tonight, aren't we Rayne," Brooke teased, "I just got here all of two seconds ago. I was sending a letter and I was on the way back to the common room when I heard music. I see that you dance also? I much prefer hip hop, but I do ballet and pointe as well."

Brooke looked Rayne up and down. She almost looked embarrassed. By why in heaven's name would that girl be embarrassed of dancing? What was wrong with dancing? Brooke had been doing since she was two years old. And why had Rayne never said anything about it before.

"Rayne, how come you never told me you danced? Do you do any other types besides ballet?"

[thenamelessone]

Rayne was rather relieved that it was Brooke and not someone she didn't know she was also relieved that Brooke hadn't seen all of it. Rayne looked down in shame when Brooke commented on how touchy she'd been.

"Sorry I snapped at you. I just don't like many people to know that I do ballet. In my muggle school you get made of like no other if people find out that you dance. That's why I've never told anyone before." She said looking back up at Brooke. She was rather happy that Brooke said that she danced as well. That meant that she probably wouldn't make as much fun of her.

"As for any other types of dancing. I do mostly ballet but I can do waltzing freestyle and I recently learned Salsa." She said hopping up onto the desk she was leaning on.

[luvs2dance]

Brooke gave Rayne a half smile. She knew all about not wanting people to know that you took ballet. People like Brooke weren't generally the type to take ballet and she had guessed Rayne to have been that type too. But apparently she did take ballet. That was quite a surprise. But a good one. "I know all about that Rayne," Brooke said, then added with a smirk, "I won't tell anyone if you don't." She knew Rayne wouldn't tell anyone. She was just cool like that.

"Salsa, huh? I've done tap, jazz, ballet, hip hop, clogging, lyrical, modern, and I'm about to start pointe. The salsa sounds like fun though. Would you teach me to do it? I'll owe you a favor, if you do. Anything you like. How can you turn down an offer like that?"

[thenamelessone]

Rayne was relieved that Brooke understood and said that she wouldn't tell anyone. She smiled inwardly it felt good to have someone else know that she could dance and wasn't just some dumb talentless first year. "I tried tap once I wasn't much good you know what's fun though? I like riverdance. For some reason I've always wanted to do riverdance. I tried it once only I wasn't as good as the others so I quit. I kind of regret that now." She said hopping off the desk and leaning against it instead.

Rayne thought about what Brooke had asked. Brooke wanted her to teach her Salsa. Rayne actually laughed the idea was so absurd. She could barely do the dance let alone teach it. "Sorry as tempting as that offer is I'm horrible at the dance I'll do an even worse job teaching it. However I do know some people who could teach you if you really wanted to learn."

[luvs2dance]

"Okay," Brooke said, only too happy to hear of someone who could teach her the wonderful art of salsa dancing. It looked like great fun. And she looked partially hispanic, so if she ever did find her father and he was hispanic also then she could show him that she did indeed know something of her heritage. She wondered if she ever would meet him. In fact, just tonight she had gone up to the owlery to see if he had replied to her letter, but he hadn't and she didn't know if he ever would. Or if it had even gotten to the right person at that. That was what was keeping her up at such an awful hour. Brooke kept thinking about all of the what if's about her father and whether or not he was the one that she had infact sent the letter to. She could only hope that it was him and that he would someday reply to her letter.

"So, Rayne, what brings you here in the middle of the night? Surely you can't have just had an urge to find an empty classroom and dance, but I may be wrong. I've just been up to the owlery," Brooke said, certain that Rayne could obviously detect the emotions spilling out across her features. She just couldn't keep a mask over her worried and anxious face tonight for some reason. "I can't sleep either. Like I said before, I was sending a letter up in the owlery and then on my way back to the common room . . . well I ran into you. But surely your story has a little more to it than that, eh?"