"Oh, don't even think that!" Sara laughed. Her venting her frustrations with the current house stances and laughing was starting to not hold as much for a distraction anymore as she soon became more and more aware of the girl sharing the space that seemed to be growing increasingly small with her.
Sara couldn't hold back her stare as Tracey adjusted her skirt, making Sara focus on Tracey's slim legs. she loosened her own tie some when Tracey's wasn't looking. Her blush ir rather cute... "Oh? No boys strike your fancy? Anyone?" she asked, now subtly fishing for any information to back up the accusing blush on the blonde's cheeks and her stares.
"There are a few that seem to strike my fancy." Sara shrugged, trying to give some away, but not too much in case her judgment was off and Tracey would run and enlighten the rest of Slytherin and the school what team she truly plays for.
Sara could clearly feel Tracey's hip bump against hers as she leaned against the shelf and watched the girl clean. No matter how much bonding they did, she wasn't going to grant that hag McGonagall the privilege of making a Moon do a house elves job.
But still, that faint touch of hip against hip made Sara short of breath.
When Tracey turned, Sara drew in a quick breath as she discovered herself so, so close to the other girl. Her eyes were equally as wide as they met Tracey's. "S'alright..." she managed to whisper out huskily and she felt herself leaning her...
And at the last second she caught herself and quickly ducked to kneel on the ground and start to pick up the bars.