[HPforGrownups] Sinistra & Moody's dance

[Denise Rohleder]

No: HPFGUIDX 8550

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  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: Neil Ward 
  To: HPforGrownups at egroups.com 
  Sent: Thursday, January 04, 2001 9:38 PM
  Subject: Re: [HPforGrownups] Sinistra & Moody's dance 


  Naama said:

  <<Don't you think that many people in their 50-60s would not feel
  comfortable dancing cheek to cheek with a person of their own
  gender?>>

  I said:

  <<Well. not if they were both gay <g>.  I don't think Susan was
  suggesting that two elderly heterosexual men would be likely to do
  a `Fred and Ginger' on the dancefloor, but I'm sure she will clarify>>.

  Susan replied:

  <<Now, Neil, don't make assumptions. I've seen Greek (heterosexual) men
  dance cheek to cheek...let's not be ethnocentric...(this is meant not
  too seriously)...there are some cultures where men and women do not
  dance together....>>


  According to GoF, Sinistra and Moody were described as indulging in "an
  extremely ungainly two-step" (can you do a two-step with one leg?).

  ***
  Suddenly, the music changed and the people dancing around the two Professors
  were startled to see that they had charmed their robes into a semblance of
  traditional Greek costume and moved into a slow, insistent pattern of steps,
  their beefy arms linked across their shoulders.  Gradually, the stomping
  pace increased - faster and faster and faster still - until Professor
  Moody's wooden leg was gouging deep channels in the heavily-waxed floor.
  Soon, the two men were locked in a frenzied finale, their sweaty jowls
  pressed into a manly embrace.  The music reached its peak, and members of
  the crowd were driven to smash expensive china plates and cheer; their eyes
  wet with tears.

  Nearby, Argus Filch stood, broom in hand, staring at the scene, muttering
  something unmutterable under his breath...
  ***

  Is that what you meant?

  Neil
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