"Oh, but puppy logic can be easily influenced to be what I want it to be," Tracey murmured. "Ravenclaw logic isn't as malleable."
Her fingers curled into his shirt. "I'm glad to be here." She very much wished that she never had to leave. This was exactly where she wanted to be and who she wanted to be with. It was a rare thing for her to feel so certain about anything other than her ward-work.