A broom closet? Tracey was used to hiding her feelings and she did so in the case. Wasn’t there somewhere more romantic that a broom closet? It seemed like pretty much anywhere had to be more romantic that than…
“The greenhouse might be nice,” Tracey ventured. Maybe there would be flowers there at least. “Do you think we can get in?”
Tracey was already starting to walk in the direction of courtyard so that they could leave the castle proper. Tucking her wand away, she resisted any urge to take Sara’s hand or something similar. They needed to appear as just two housemates walking, nothing more.