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Written during OotP right after Harry leaves for 12 Grimmauld Place, this is Vernon's side of the All-England Best-Kept Suburban Lawn Competition incident. Short fic with no pairings.

It all started with a smirk, and a bow. Songfic of Mandy Moore's Cry. That stupid dance in fifth year. Oh, if I could undo it... And yet, I know I wouldn’t. His touch sent shivers through my whole body. He sneered at me coolly when I turned and asked for a dance. It was oddly comfortable in his arms. We danced for the rest of the night but he hardly said ten words. At the end of the last song he bowed, kissed my hand and swept out leaving me yet again shocked in the middle of the floor.