Tracey was happy that Heidi didn’t shy away from the light contact. It was a small victory but she was willing to take it. “I look forward to the victory party.” She really still didn’t know much about Quidditch but her faith in Heidi was unflagging.
“You were just lulling them into a false sense of security for when you beat the pants off them,” Tracey mused with a chuckle. Eating a few more spoonfuls of soup, she felt her eyes getting heavy. The stress of the day had taken its toll.
“Did you want…to do something this weekend?” Tracey asked, afraid she might sound too hopeful.