Sara bit her lip in anticipation. She had been with a girl sexually a couple of times before, leaving her with a pretty good idea of what to do. And Sara planned on having Tracey as well.
Shrugging, Sara told her, "Just some knotgrass and ginger right now, nothing big." She nodded over briefly to her small crop back in a corner. "I might plant some fluxweed later sometime."
"Here we are." Sara grinned and her eyes were drawn to Tracey's breast, which only served to arouse her more. As they kissed, Sara pulled Tracey's hips against her own as she let her tongue seek out dominance.
Sara knew they would be safe here, so she didn't let herself worry for the moment and instead focused on Tracey. No students ever came here outside of class, except that loser Neville Longbottom, but he knew to knock before entering and you could hear anyone else outside anyways and Sprout was on a tea break.
When the kiss broke and Tracey held out the flower, Sara managed not to laugh at the girls Hufflepuff-like sappiness. She took the flower, smiled, and kissed Tracey again. "Cute. Thank you."
Setting the flower on the table, Sara pushed Tracey against it and resumed kissing and she let her hands slip under the edge of Tracey's blouse.