Tracey laughed sardonically. "Isn't that why I am a bad Slytherin?" she joked. Though, with all the flirting and tension between she and Sara, Tracey wasn't feeling like she was on the moral high ground despite not fully understanding why.
"It would have. But we can't change it. We can just…go forward, right?" Tracey wondered how much she would see of Sara for the rest of they year and their seventh year. What about after school? That thought made her sad; chances were she might never see Sara again and that made her heart ache despite everything bad that had come to pass between them.
Pressing her body to Sara's, Tracey moaned softly as their breasts crushed lightly against each others. Her tongue met Sara's and tried to tempt it deeper. Tracey's nipples drew taut to hard points through and were quite prominent through her thin shirt.