Dance four, Sirius and Andromeda
There was time enough for a sip of wine between the third and fourth dance. The time he'd spent with Narcissa had been interesting and surreal. Other the past few months Sirius' mind had learned to soften the blow of situations that were jarring to the brain - slightly wrong in some way. His mental image of Andromeda had finally reconciled itself with her as she looked now.
He found Andi by the side of the dance floor and bowed, "Would you do me the pleasure of this dance?"