"It's not your fault," Tracey said automatically. She actually had no idea if it had been Heidi's fault or not. It was odd as she pondered what she had done. She had instantly come to Heidi's defense and assumed that it was not Heidi that was at fault. Tracey had never done that with anyone before.
"I…" She shrugged. "I am all right. I wanted to strangle Madame Pomfrey for not letting me in. And…I was worried about you," Tracey admitted sheepishly. Maybe being the girlfriend of a Quidditch player wasn't as easy as she had once thought.
Tracey nodded. She knew that Heidi had been unconscious, it was obvious to anyone who had seen her carried off the pitch. "Well, I hope you would have," she teased gently.
"So, what are you doing down here? Shouldn't you be resting?"