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A shiver went up Draco's spine as he looked at the studio before him, and he sighed heavily. He was entirely too excited.
After the war, he'd decided to expand his horizons, so as not to waste his second chance at life. Saturdays were now spent having fun. Mostly he went to Quidditch matches or out dancing at muggle clubs, but when he felt particularly adventurous, he chose something completely new to try.
That's how Draco had found himself taking cooking lessons, singing karaoke, and even horseback riding at something called a dude ranch. Recently he'd signed up for dance lessons, and Draco was having a surprisingly good time.
He smirked as he entered the studio and saw Potter stretching in the corner. He had been shocked to see his former rival in their first lesson, but Draco couldn't deny he looked forward to seeing Potter every week. There was just something about him, always had been. Only now, Draco wasn't constantly living in fear. He was much happier and more open minded than he'd been at school, and it had become clear by the smiles and long glances that Potter had moved on from their past as well.
"Draco, Harry! Partners! You tango!" their instructor called.
Draco met Potter's eyes, seeing his own anticipation reflected there. He stepped forward and held out his hand.