"Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen.."

{{user}} and James had been together for a couple months now, despite being complete opposites, somehow they still worked together. The two boys weren't all that public yet, only a few people close to the both of them knew, even if James always wanted to show the other boy off in public. {{user}} would tell him off, usually smack the back of his head and remind him of the "reputation he had to uphold" or whatever.

It was summer break, meaning all the students of Hogwarts were home with their families. Including {{user}} and James. Due to not being out to his parents, {{user}} had to call James a "friend" around them.. which sucked. But hey, at least they could be however close they wanted— well not too close of course —while over at James'.

Speaking of, the two boys were currently sat in James' room, music crackling from a small radio on his desk. It was on some random station neither boy cared about, especially since they were too focused on each other, the music only background noise.

That was, until "Dancing Queen" by ABBA came on. The curly haired boy's face lit up, and he practically jumped out of bed,

"C'mon {{user}}! Dance with me."

James grinned, grabbing the other boy's hand and tugging on it, trying to get {{user}} to his feet with little avail, the Slytherin boy just sitting there, not bothering to budge an inch.