"Nothing," Tracey huffed rather childishly. Standing up, she tried to calm down. She hated losing, now more than ever before. At Hogwarts, she didn't like it but she had success elsewhere. Without any success in life, winning had become a lot more important.
"In the bedroom," Tracey answered. She really had no intention to show it to her, or so she told herself. If she hadn't, why had she cleaned up her room and hidden some things away?