Draco & Anthony
"I didn't mean classical dancing. So.. structured." He rigidly threw his arms up in a mockery of the type of dancing he was picturing. It was the stuff his pureblood grandparents had tried to teach him. Scarlet had picked it up very easily, but Anthony had hated it.
Anthony looked over towards Neville and had to put down his own drink when he laughed. "Is that...? That's Lia he's with. He's definitely on something if that's Lia." He knew Lia well enough, he loved Lia something fierce. She was probably having a blast watching Neville be ridiculous. "You gonna dance with me, Malfoy? Show those two how it's really done? Can't ask me to be your date and then not dance with me. It's rude."