Tracey grinned at her; an expression of pure malice and smugness. "I don't know what you're talking about," Tracey admitted. "I didn't do anything. In fact, I came here for help. I came to you again to ask why you'd betrayed what I told you in confidence and you…your veela took advantage of me…"
"You said you were going to keep my secret! You told your little…Gryffindor slag and she told everyone!" Tracey felt tears roll down her cheeks. She was red and angry and she got into her clothes.