A/N: I avoid these things like the plague, and had thought this scene would never see the light of day. But then the HP100 presented a songfic challenge...
Disclaimer: Harry Potter, Severus Snape, Hermione Granger, and all their associates are characters belonging to J.K. Rowling. I claim no rights to them, their surroundings, or their situations. Much to my sorrow.
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Harry Potter was a dead man.
"Pleasant melody," Severus observed, spinning them in graceful circles. Hermione could only hope he was unfamiliar with this aspect of Muggle culture, and would take her blush as a reaction to his nearness, rather than the sign of absolute mortification that it was.
But as they danced on, the lyrics came to her unbidden, and her eyes filled with tears. What had been meant as a malicious prank seemed suddenly sweetly appropos, and she leaned into Severus, humming softly along with the tune.
"Bittersweet and strange, finding you can change, learning you were wrong..."