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On Saturday evening, Zach stood inside the Rehearsal Room for his club meeting with the On Pointe Dance Club. Earlier, while he was contemplating by the Great Lake as usual, he somewhat regretted why he decided to join this dance club. He spent most of his time alone and preferred it that way. However, Maverick, the club president, had a strong influence on Zach's decision with his appearance. Now, he stood in the Rehearsal Room with the other club members.

There were sandwiches, fruit juice in bottles, and water in the room. Then, Maverick began his impressive opening speech, that once again captivated Zach by his appearance. He closed his opening by instructing all club members to introduce themselves, with him being the first to do so. After Maverick introduced himself, Zach took the initiative to introduce himself next, thinking that quicker is better.

"I'm Zach Zaphiere. You can call me Zach. I've been learning competitive ballroom dancing in both standard and Latin dances since I was five years old. My favorite dances are Tango and Rumba. I might be able to learn other dances," Zach paused for a moment to look at the people in the room. "Nice to meet you all. Hopefully, we can all get along with each other," he concluded with an awkward smile. Zach could feel himself a little bit sweating because he was nervous speaking in front of many people. He covered up his nervousness by taking a piece of sandwich and eating it slowly while listening the next person's introduction.

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Azrael Faire pushed open the door and let themselves in. Today was their first meeting for On Pointe Dance Club. They were actually quite excited. They had heard about it from the talk around the school and signed up. Their dance style was known as Hip-Hop or better in the muggle world as "Street Dancing". They had decided to wear their normal Karl Jacobs crop-top hoodie, a Markiplier tank top underneath, black leggings, and white tennis shoes to the meeting. They couldn't go to wrong with that could they? They listened to what Maverick Castle had to say. They spoke up after he had finished. "Hi. My name is Azrael Faire, I prefer they/them pronouns, and my Aunt runs a dance studio in Galway and taught me to do Hip-Hop, better known as Street Dancing. I have been in two competitions and won one. I hope we can all grow to be friends." They said calmly. Even though they were absolutely freaking out on the inside. They wondered what was going to happen. It was a dance club and they had brought one of their favorite vinyl's to play. Naturally they stayed more in the pop/hip-hop area due to their dance style. They analyzed the room around them, the room was filled with excitement and nerves. Both of which were very understandable. "I also brought a few vinyl's with me if you guys wanna check them out- They're mostly muggle music though. They have a lot of cool things to share with Wizards though." They said, hoping to break some of the tension.

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It wasn’t the first time that Qrow Beithir had come to the rehearsal room, though, unlike the other times spent in this room, not only would the child have company, but it was also rather doubtful that they would actually be dancing this time around...
Still, the Slytherin brought their pointe shoes, tucked away in their bag, mostly in hope.

The metamorphmagus’ hair was shorter than usual, barely going past their ears, and pushed back with a thin black headband.
For their outfit, they opted for a pair of comfortable black sweatpants and a t-shirt with a quote from one of Shakespeare's plays, "Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under’t," that they had stolen from an older cousin.
It was obvious that the child hadn’t slept in a while, for under their eyes were bags of a much darker shade than their usual pale skin; they could hardly find it in themselves to care. However, dancing had always been an excellent outlet for them, and with their sudden withdrawal from their peers, they were in desperate need of socialisation. What better way to solve their current problems—or rather, blissfully ignore them—than to join a dance club?

When they arrived, there were many more students than the child had suspected, most of whom they didn't know. Azrael Faire was amongst them, and despite the Slytherins' silent hatred for the other student after the events of the Spring Ball, they were rather content to ignore them completely.
Soon, introductions began, starting with the leader of the club and shortly followed by other excited students.

"Hello, I’m Qrow Beithir, and my pronouns are they/them. I mostly do ballroom dancing and ballet, but I’ve been trying to teach myself other styles too..." They said, their voice clear but obviously tired.
They had almost thought about backing out, not coming at all, and laying in bed until tomorrow, but deep down, however much they hated this and wanted to hide, they knew they needed this. Maybe they’d even enjoy themselves...

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AngelFyre had been looking forward to this club meeting for days. She had been talking almost non-stop about it to Simon who was likely going to be even more glad than she was when the meeting took place just so he could get some peace and quiet on the subject. She smiled to herself, knowing he really thought nothing of the sort, but she had been very animated on the subject. She loved to dance like he loved to compose his music. The boy did not know it yet, but it was a dream of AngelFyre's that she and her fellow collaborate at some point on an original piece; Simon would compose the music and she would choreograph it.... maybe even write some lyrics. He had been lately working on a gorgeous piano piece that had captured her imagination, but she had not yet approached him about her ideas. She did not think he would mind, but his music was so much of who he was... maybe he would want it to stay strictly that way.

As she pushed opened one of the heavy, wooden Rehearsal Room doors, her heart skipped a few beats. Of all the rooms in the castle, this was far and away her sentimental favorite. Their first locked gaze, their first dance, their first kiss, and their first emergence of feelings for each other all took place in this room. Yes, she loved this room and all it represented to her.

The first thing she saw when she walked in were the portrait people. She smiled and waved to them and felt like she was visiting old friends whenever she came here. They had been witness to an awful lot, both good and bad, but they were never anything but supportive. AngelFyre often wondered if they had been artists themselves, or possibly patrons of the arts in their lifetimes. Perhaps they were such now in the backdrop of their portrait lives. Who really knew? What she did know was that encouragement definitely seemed to be their forte.

The next thing she noticed, and it stopped her dead in her tracks, was Simon. No wonder she could not find him before leaving for this meeting. She knew she was smiling because that she always did when laying eyes upon him, but when he also caught sight of her, she brought her hand up to her heart and then walked towards him. "I so love that you are here. You really are the absolute best boyfriend. Probably the best in the long history of boyfriends," she said in a teasing tone, before rolling her eyes. Even though said teasingly, she meant it, and she knew he knew she really meant it. "Whatever your reason or reasons for being here, I am just glad that you are," and she delivered a quick peck to his lips.

Shortly thereafter, Maverick Castle, the club leader, made his introductory speech and asked that they all do the same. AngelFyre knew Simon and Kim, and no one else in the group, but found she was eager to experience some new dance styles she had no experience with, like the kpop style Kim mentioned and the street dancing mentioned by a student named Azrael.

She smiled to herself at Simon's introduction. He may not have any formal training, but the boy had natural rhythm, and she could attest to the fact that he could pick up and anticipate moves like a pro. Goodness knows she had put him through his paces enough times, and besides, she suspected no one present could do the moonwalk as expertly as he could.

When it was her turn, she plunged right in with a smile. "Hi, folks. I am AngelFyre McCubbin, but please call me AF. I have been dancing since the age of 6. Long before that I was a competitive gymnast. My strength was in floor exercises, but gymnastics began to fall to the wayside when I entered my first dance class. Like a few here, I started with ballet and then ballroom dancing which I still love, but I have in the last four years focused more on modern and free-form dance. I also dipped my toes into stage production choreography, but what I know of that, while amazingly fun and hard work, would not fill a thimble. In any case, I am thrilled to be here," and she slipped her hand into Simon's "and thrilled for the chance to get to know all of you and learn from you while having a ton of fun."

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