Shake your groove thing.

[broken_brushes]

Make no mistake: Disco was super cheesy. That doesn't mean that it wasn't also super fun. The whole point of the movement was being free and ridiculous, and even after living through the backlash in the Eighties when everyone conveniently forgot they'd been disco fiends, I had to give all those dancing queens credit for knowing how to have a good

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[not_the_grim]

Sirius had always been more into punk, himself, but that didn't mean he was unfamiliar with ye olde discotheque. His excuse for being there was offering moral support to Neil, but it was almost comforting to step into a dimly-lit room filled with late-Seventies dance music and scantily-clad people trying to keep rhythm while on roller skates. You could say what you liked about Muggles, but they always knew how to throw a party.

Seated on the bleachers, he's bent over as he tugs on a pair of black skates. He's only tried skating once, but it's got to be like riding a broom, right? You never really forget.

[yeah_wow_lovely]

"Oh wow." Cassie glides to the edge of the bleachers, full skirt tied in bunches at her knees and a cheery headdress pressed close round her forehead. She's still a bit unsteady on her skates, but she's learning quickly, already in love with the feel of the wind in her hair.

She looks at Sirius' skates, then the man himself. "Are you really going to?"

[not_the_grim]

Somehow, he hadn't expected her to be here. When he looks up, Sirius fairly beams to see her all dressed up and smiling.

"Of course I'm going to," he replies as he pushes himself to his feet. There's a brief, initial moment of unsteadiness, but then he catches his balance and everything is good again. "Look at you, you're like some sort of spangly disco angel."

[yeah_wow_lovely]

"Am I?" Cassie touches her wings, her careful fingers almost shy, but she beams at the praise.

"It's an all right party. Come." She holds out her hand. "I've learnt how to go quite fast."

[not_the_grim]

"It's been a few years for me, so not too fast right away, yeah?" Sirius says, taking Cassie's hand and tipping his head to look her in the eye. "Need a bit to warm up, so go easy on me."

[yeah_wow_lovely]

"Not scared, are you?" Cassie laughs, watching their wheeled feet. She twists her ankles, doing her level best to go backwards and draw him out into the rink proper. "Do you know, I've never done this, but I think I'm brilliant at it."

[not_the_grim]

"Not a bit," replies Sirius, smile firm on his face as he allows Cassie to awkwardly lead him out into the middle of the floor. Once there, he leans in, one foot tipped forward to steady himself.

"Are you on something, or are you actually this pleased to see me?" he asks, eyebrows lifting.

[yeah_wow_lovely]

Cassie blushes faint beneath the lights, but it's all warmth and no shame. It's as unlooked for as his presence itself. "I'm pleased to see you having fun," she allows. "I didn't think you'd come. Or skate."

[not_the_grim]

"You know, I wouldn't have thought you would, either, Cass," Sirius admits, and presses a warm kiss to her forehead. "It's good to see you smiling. And I'll have you know, I'm loads of fun. You've just never been around to see it before."

[yeah_wow_lovely]

"Then you must tell me where you have all this fun," says Cassie, her eyes still as hopeful as they ever are when he broaches the topic of drugs. "We could be high, you know. Just a bit?" The disco ball catches the sequins on her shirt, refracting their light in long, brilliant streaks all over Sirius. It's breathtaking. "These lights would be amazing."

[not_the_grim]

Lifting his free hand, Sirius frames Cassie's face in careful fingers, tilting it up to his own. "This is good," he says, eyes focused on hers. "This, right here. You and me. That's all we need, yeah?"

[yeah_wow_lovely]

"Perhaps," says Cassie, and what she means is 'for now' and 'while you're still here', but his words are something she'll take with her, joined with the memory of his fingertips pressed warm to the delicate skin beneath her jaw.

"Tell me," she says, drawing away and then taking him with her, skates just beginning to gather gentle speed. "How did you amuse yourself before this place?"

[poison_lipstick]

Saffron skated to a stop in front of Sirius, looking completely at her ease now that she'd been skating for a little while. "If you take me for a turn around the gym, how many times am I going to have to pick you up off the floor?" she said, smiling playfully down at him with one hand on her hip.

[not_the_grim]

"It's been a few years, but I reckon I remember how it goes well enough to keep my arse off the floor," Sirius replies as he tips a mischievous smirk up to what is an absolutely stupendous outfit. "Looking good there, Helen."

[poison_lipstick]

"Thanks, sugar," Saffron replied, rolling around in a small circle. Once he was laced up, she held out a hand to him. "Now lemme see what you've got."

[not_the_grim]

Satisfied in the fit of his skates, Sirius pushes himself to his feet and slides forward a couple steps. It's a bit wobbly-going at first, but he gets his balance and confidence quickly enough, and glides easily back to Helen.

"C'mon, then, gorgeous," he says, holding out a hand.