"Mmm, well, if my quidditch career fizzles out, it's nice to know I have a backup." Heidi remarked with a playful hint.
At Tracey's retreat, Heidi let her hands fall to her lap, gripping her thighs. She looked up to Tracey. Great, she had said the wrong thing, as usual. Just when things went well, she always manages to screw things up. Now she remembered why she was so withdraw all the time, it wasn't worth the failure.
And she should have withdraw again at Tracey's retreat, her head was telling her to, but she couldn't. Something in the Slytherin had caught her and she just couldn't seem to get loose. "because there's nothing to be apprehensive about."
"You aren't?" Heidi asked, the evident disbelief in her voice. She was sure Tracey was like her, even if she planned on hiding it.
Heidi's grip on her thighs tightened. So what if someone caught them, would it really be that bad? It wasn't like they were snogging on the desk. "People would talk." she spoke evenly, not using the usual sugar coating Hufflepuff's usually used when stating harsh truths.