Who: Ginny Weasley and Heidi Macavoy
What: Heidi needs to confess to someone.
When: March 16th, 8pm
Where: Quidditch Pitch, to start
Rating: R

Ginny was so sore. She was limping away from the Quidditch Pitch in a pair of green, corduroy overalls, a red jumper and her trainers. It wasn’t that she’d gotten hurt by falling or anything. Katie had decided that the team lacked conditioning. So, for two days in a row, they spent ninety of practice doing calisthenics and running. Ginny thought that she might die.

In revenge, Ginny had decided that Katie wasn’t going to get any love that night. It didn’t matter that neither of them were likely to be able to lift their arms, let alone do anything else.

She was tempted to go to the Prefect’s Bathroom and drown herself in the tub to put her out of her misery. Either way, a nice long soak would surly help. Though, some food might be a good idea first.

Walking towards the school, Ginny’s mind was blank as found she was only able to concentrate on her aching body.

Who: Heidi Macavoy and Tracey Davis
What: Gabrielle has worked Heidi up and she needs desperate release.
When: March 15th, after dinner
Where: Slytherin dungeons
Rating: NC-17, for sure.

Heidi stared down at the damp knickers that Gabrielle had left with her after the french girl had exited only a few moments ago. She ran her thumb over them, then wantonly brought them to her nose and inhaled the heavenly scent that was Gabrielle's arousal. Her eyes fluttered shut and she moaned softly, feeling a surge rush through her to her sex.

She needed to see Gabrielle again, if just briefly, just a bit longer with the girl and she would surely be satisfied. She rushed out of Fleur's office and room and to the halls, looking both ways before deciding on one and heading down it. She soon caught the back of the blonde haired beauty and quickly caught up to her, hands shoved her the pockets of her sweat pants, still unchanged from practice, and stuffed the panties inside. "Hey..." she breathed as she walked alongside the younger girl.

So, they made their way down the halls, Heidi letting Gabrielle lead them and she just spoke to make flirtatious comments every now and then, some more dirty than others, but mostly just enjoyed watching the very alluring french girl.

Soon, she recognized where they were, outside the Slytherin dungeons. Heidi hesitated for a moment as Gabrielle stepped inside, wondering if she would be hexed within entrance. Then she remembered that Tracey would probably be in there somewhere and that meant that she might be able to have some release after all. With a deep breath, she followed Gabrielle in, flinching once she stepped inside, expecting the worse, but was pleasantly surprised when no one even seemed to notice her. Deciding that that may not last for long, she nodded goodbye to Gabrielle and ducked into an empty corridor.

Looking around the corridor, Heidi began walking, exploring the dungeon, not knowing particularly where she was going and hoping that she wouldn't run into any Slytherin's, especially Sara. Soon, she was in another empty corridor that, unknown to her, was home of a certain blonde's secret place where potions of all kinds were brewed...

Who: Heidi Macavoy and Gabrielle Delacour
What: Gabrielle tries to lure Heidi astray...
When: March 15th, after dinner
Where: Quidditch pitch, to start
Rating: PG-13 for now

It had been over a week now since Heidi's injuries and she was finally getting back to her old shape. After much pleading, she had convinced Tracey that after a week she would be fine to get back on her broom if she promised not to push too hard, like she usually did. But now, most of the cuts and bruises have cleared up, her bones were all healed and the biggest bruise on her ribs was finally starting to fade, though it was still there.

So, Heidi had been making a bit of extra time on the pitch, so she would at least be ready for her next game. It would be the last of the season. Sadly, the previous game, the one after her fall, they had lost, though just barely. Heidi of course, took the blame, unfairly, all on herself and her still aching body. She had played through the first half, but poorly and had to sit out the rest of the game, only by force of the rest of her team's pleas.

Skipping dinner, Heidi had opted for a bit of night time practice, finally feeling almost completely healed, she was quite proud of herself and her improvement, she was flying like she used to, before the fall.

Landing her broom after flying for about a couple of hours or so, Heidi rested on the bleachers for a bit, clad in a blue tanktop that as usual revealed her toned stomach and black pair of sweat pants combined with her quidditch boots and her goggles around her neck and brown locks up in a ponytail with her gloves resting on the bleacher next to her as she looked to the sky and enjoyed the rare moment of peacefulness on the pitch before she packed up for the night and went to the locker room.

Who: Heidi Macavoy and Tracey Davis
What: Heidi gets injured. Mediwitch Davis to the rescue!
When: March 3rd
Where: Hufflepuff locker room.
Rating: Eventually NC-17

It was halfway through the match, Hufflepuff versus Slytherin, and Heidi was on a roll, already scoring over half her teams points. She was absolutely sure they would win, no way would Slytherin get the snitch or get ahead of them on the scores. Heidi sped on her broom, intently focused on finishing the game victoriously. Quaffle in hand, she was already speeding for the Slytherin's goals.

As she was about to score, however, something hit her broom, she didn't know what, but it made her stop. Her broom wouldn't move. It was only for a split second, but in that short time, Heidi lost her focus and looked down to her broom, it must have been some sort of hex on it, and she didn't even see it coming. Zacharias yelled at her just in time for her to look up and feel the force of a bludger hit her square in the side, knocking her off her broom. Heidi couldn't even think as she fell, all the stories about how your life flashes before you, they aren't true, she found out as she hit the ground and saw white before darkness.

What must have been a few hours later, Heidi woke up and found herself in the medical wing, on a cot. Sitting up, she felt an immediate pain in her side. Looking down, she saw she had no shirt on and could see a large dark bruise on the side of her ribs from where the bludger had hit. She looked at it for a moment before she heard Madam Pomfrey hurry over to her, informing her of what had happened.

Apparently, after Heidi had been hit, Hufflepuff's seeker had lost concentration and Slytherin's had caught the snitch, making Hufflepuff lose. Immediately, Heidi began to shout at herself in her head, blaming herself for the teams lose. Pomfrey continued to talk, telling her that a Skelligrow had fixed a couple broken ribs and an arm, but the bruises and a cut just above her left eyebrow remained. What was worse, Pomfrey advised her to take a couple weeks break from quidditch, to fully heal - advice that Heidi didn't, and probably wouldn't, listen to.

After a few more minutes of Pomfrey talking, Heidi was free to leave and slipped on her thin undershirt she wore under her Quidditch robes, her Quidditch pants and boots. She grabbed her ropes, goggles and gloves and made her way to the Hufflepuff locker room, relieved to see it was deserted, she didn't want to talk to her team or house, whom she felt like she had let down.

Throwing her stuff in her locker, she gently laid back, being careful of her bruises, and her arm was still a bit sore, on the bench. She reached up and felt the cut above her eye before folding her hands over her stomach and began thinking about how she was so stupid as to lose her focus and cost the team the game.

Who: Heidi Macavoy and Tracey Davis (with guest stars Katie and Ginny)
What: Tracey needs to talk to her girlfriend
When: February 27th
Where: Near the Quidditch Pitch
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Angst

Tracey had slept a single minute the night before. Everything that had transpired between her and Sara kept playing in her mind over and over again. Her cheeks were a little red and her eyes were a little sunken as she paced back and forth near the Hufflepuff locker room.

She didn’t know what to do. She really didn’t even know what to say to Heidi when she saw her. She had tried to catch up with her girlfriend all day, but it just never worked out. Classes had been agonizing. She almost tried to stop Heidi from practicing that day, but stopped herself short of that.

With her cloak drawn up, Tracey wrapped her arms around herself and her distinctly rumpled uniform. She’d been waiting to hear all day the “rumors” coming from Daphne Greengrass about her. Luckily, she hadn’t heard anything…yet.

Tracey felt like she was losing her mind as she waited for Heidi. Hopefully she would be out soon. Discreetly, she waited by their normal spot by the bleachers. She looked about constantly to assure that she wasn’t being watched.

Who: Katie Bell and Heidi Macavoy
What: Ginny wants Katie, but does Katie want Ginny? That's what Heidi's here for.
When: Thursday, after classes.
Where: Library.
Rating: Pg-13


Ever since Heidi and Ginny's little "chat" in the Prefect's bathroom, Heidi hadn't been able to shake the thought of what Ginny had said Katie had done. The shy, soft-spoken, sweet girl, Gryffindor's sweetheart more or less, doing things like that to Ginny? It amazed her and she wanted to know more about this Dr. Jekyll, Mr. Hyde scenario.

What's more, Ginny wanted Heidi to talk to her about what had happened and scope out if there was chance for a repeat and Heidi wasn't going to let her friend down.

She couldn't talk to Katie in class though, there were too many people and while she had no problem speaking openly about stuff like that, she was sure Katie would have more of a...Tracey mindset on the matter. So, she had to find Katie in a quiet place alone.

She finally did, in the library, deserted all except for a few Ravenclaws. She just happened to be killing time, not really wanting to deal with the superficial talk that was waiting back for her in the Hufflepuff commons and Tracey was off doing something potion related. The Hufflepuff walked through the aisles in the back where there was usually no one when she turned into an aisle and saw Katie. She walked quietly behind her friend with a grin on her face. "Hey." she whispered near the brunette's ear.

Pulling back she leaned against the shelves, "So, what are you doing?" she asked, not wanting to get straight to the point just yet.

Who: Ginny Weasley and Heidi Macavoy
What: Ginny has a secret that she is dying to tell!
When: Wednesday night, a few minutes before lights out.
Where: Outside the Prefect’s Bathroom
Rating: NC17
Warnings: Lewd and dirty talk (at the very least).

Ginny needed to find Heidi. She was practically ready to leap out of her skin with what she wanted to tell her. Ginny had friends, sure. She had friends that could even keep a secret. However, she didn’t have any friends that were quite like Heidi. She would be the perfect person to tell.

She had such a fabulous weekend and she needed to tell someone. The only person that would give her the conversation she wanted was Heidi. Sadly, that wouldn’t be easy. It had been three days since Hogsmeade and the party she wanted to discuss and she hadn’t caught up with Heidi.

The biggest reason wore green and silver and obviously hated Ginny with the heat of a thousand suns. Ginny couldn’t seem to find a time when she found Heidi and she wasn’t with her girlfriend.

Ginny had to admit that she was a little jealous. She had so much chemistry with Heidi, Ginny couldn’t figure out why she’d give that up to be with only Tracey. She had to admit that the blonde was pretty hot, but did they really have the chemistry she and Ginny had?

The night before, she had waited outside the Prefect’s Bathroom in the hope that Heidi would go there. She didn’t. However, that day, the Hufflepuff practice had run very late and it was likely that Heidi would indulge in a long bath. Ginny did know her ex-girlfriend, after all.

So, she waited in the shadows hoping she would see Heidi come around the corner. Ginny had checked to assure that no one was in the Prefect’s Bathroom and found it empty. It would be the perfect place for them to talk. Actually, a long bath would be pretty nice, Ginny thought with wry amusement.

At her feet, she had a bag of fresh clothes just in case she did manage to grab a bath.

Who: Tracey and Heidi
What: Their first real date
When: Valentine’s Day
Where: Hogsmeade
Rating: PG to start

Tracey was nervous. She’s spent hours and hours trying to pick the perfect outfit. What would be sexy enough for Heidi but not make her look like a slag or make it obvious to all to see that they were on a date.

As she dressed, she considered all that had happened. They had been on their double date with Megan and Katie. It hadn’t been a date, really. Megan and Katie were just friends, it was obvious. However, it was also clear that they both liked girls. Megan liked boys as well, but Katie didn’t. The lack of romance in the air had made it easier for Tracey to stay in a comfortable place, but it did ease her mind that she didn’t need to hide who she was.

Of course, it started off slow but by the end Tracey genuinely liked the other two girls. Nothing physical had happened with Heidi since before she’d been with Ginny. Tracey was thankful that Heidi hadn’t pushed her. The time had allowed Tracey to forgive Heidi.

The outfit that Tracey finally chose was very proper. She wore gray wool slacks that were just a tad on the tight side. Her elegant silk white blouse was loose and flowing. She wore her hair long and loose. She capped the outfit off with a fashionable gray wool cloak, that one might see in Paris on a Muggle model, and elegantly tall black leather boots.

The students had started to gather in the courtyard to begin the trek down to Hogsmeade. Looking around for Heidi, Tracey didn’t see her immediately. She began to wonder if Heidi might have changed her mind.

Who: Heidi and Tracey
What: Dinner date and a chance at redemption
When: two days after Heidi's confession
Where: Room of Requirement
Rating: PG-13 for starters

Heidi was nervous. Very, very nervous. It had only been two days since she and Tracey had talked and Heidi couldn't get it of of her mind. She was so scared that she was close to losing Tracey. Especially since she couldn't really tell where the girl stood.

Heidi had hated the way Tracey had looked at her, with such anger and hurt in her eyes. Even more, she hated that Tracey had a hard time getting close to Heidi. All Heidi wanted to do was hold the girl and kiss her. Anything to make it right again.

Not being able to have a drink didn't help. Even if she could find another bottle, she couldn't drink. She was determined to stay sober for Tracey. She made a promise, more or less, and she wouldn't break it. She needed to prove herself, not only to Tracey, but to herself as well.

Today was the day when she could really begin to make things right. She had been planning ever since Tracey left. She had asked the house elves to make a dinner, which they readily agreed to. They had made a pasta dinner with garlic bread and ice cream and cakes for dessert. Heidi had gotten some wine for Tracey and as much as it tempted her, but she resisted th3e urge to drink it and settled on a bottle of sparkling water for herself.

The room was all set, everything was placed out on a table, yellow, green, black and silver banners hung from the ceiling. Candles were lit around the room, giving it a romantic glow and a bed was in the background, she didn't consciously ask for it, but the room just assumed.

Heidi herself was dressed in a skirt similar in length to her school one, except it was black. She wore a nice red blouse with the top few buttons undone to show a bit of chest. She wore a black ribbon choker and an assortment of braclets on her right wrist. Her hair was done in a slight wave, hanging loosly down.

She sat patiently waiting for Tracey, chewing her lip anxiously, hoping that this would end well.

Who: Heidi and Tracey
What: Heidi's been avoiding Tracey, Tracey wants to know why...
When: The day after Katie and Heidi's talk
Where: Hufflepuff Locker room
Rating: PG-13 for now...

Even after her chat with Katie, Heidi didn't seek out Tracey. No, the Hufflepuff was still burying herself in quidditch and avoiding the blonde Slytherin. It wasn't that she was a coward, just that...okay, so it was that she was a coward. She couldn't muster the courage to face the inevitable.

Still unable to find a decent drink, all Heidi could con out of someone was a fourth year boy who knew nothing of Ginny and her hexes who she had charmed into giving her half a bottle of firewhiskey, which she hid in her quidditch locker.

Which was how she found herself where she was now, alone in the locker rooms (her teammates very rarely practiced outside of the mandatory team practices). She had finished another practice session and had taken a shower. Now she lay on the bench, still damp from her shower in only her red bra and muggle jeans that lay loose and unbuttoned on her hips, her matching knickers peaking out. In one hand she held the bottle, the other rested on her abdomen, tracing the faint lines of her muscles as she stared hazily at the ceiling, thinking of her girlfriend, taking a swig every now and then.

Who: Heidi and Katie
What: Heidi doesn't know what to do. She asks Katie for advice.
When: A few days after Heidi and Ginny's tryst
Where: Quidditch pitch
Rating: PG-13

Heidi had always loved how the wind hit her face and blew past her as she flew high above the ground on her broom. It was one of the reasons she loved Quidditch so much. It let her forget everything. And forgetting everything was what Heidi was trying to do for the moment.

After Her and Ginny's little fling, she had become so distraught over what to do. What made it worse was she was beginning to feel the effects of sobering up. She had tried to refill her flask, only to discover exactly what Ginny's hex did to the alcohol. Then she had briefly resorted to drinking straight from the bottle, effectively getting punch-drunk. Well, Until Ginny had come and taken away her bottles too. She had tried to get more, but everyone was more afraid of what Ginny would do to them if she found out they had aided Heidi's problem than they were of Heidi.

So, Heidi did the only other thing she could think of to forget. Avoid Tracey (Heidi couldn't bare to face her at the moment) and bury herself in quidditch. She had been on the pitch almost every free moment she had when it wasn't being used by other houses, practicing privately. WHen it was taken, she focused on working on plays for her team.

So, here she was, at the quidditch pitch, drowning her problems in the only other thing she could think of.

Finishing for the day, Heidi landed her broom and began to head to the locker room, wiping the sweat from her brow. She wore a yellow tanktop that stopped just above her bellybutton and light, grey cotton sweatpants that clung to her hips and some old quidditch boots. Her hair was pulled back, with a few strands coming loose and sticking to her face.

As she came closer to the locker rooms, she spotted a familiar face. A face she hadn't talked to in a while. It's now or never, if you want to keep the friendship... When she was within talking range, she gave a friendly smile to the girl. Well, as friendly as she could muster, giving everything she was dealing with. She hoped to catch up to the girl. "Hey Katie." She shifted, adjusting the broom she held and leaned it against her shoulder. "Long time. Uh, how've you been?"

Who: Heidi and Ginny
What: Heidi has a favor to ask of her ex-girlfriend. She has to go into the lion’s den to ask…
When: A few days after the Halloween Ball.
Where: Gryffindor Common Room
Rating: PG-13 (for now)

Sitting in the Gryffindor Common Room, in her favorite chair by the fire, Ginny was idly fidgeting with the bottom of her over-sized jumper and laughing softly. Hermione, sitting next to her in the huge chair, shook her head as her cheeks burned bright red.

She smiled slyly over at her friend, amazed how easy it was to get Hermione all flummoxed about certain things. “I really don’t see how that is any of your business,” Hermione commented. Though her friend had appeared to be offended, Ginny knew she wasn’t, it was just her defensiveness welling up due to the subject.

“Well, I can let you know,” Ginny teased, refusing to let it go. “I mean, I’ve seen it.” She giggled madly. She was having fun for the first time in weeks. OWLs were worse than anyone said, even after Hermione had almost had a nervous breakdown the year before, things with Dean were…she didn’t even know and there was still a strange tension between her and Harry.

As well, there were still the bad memories of what had happened at the end of last year between her and Heidi. Ginny tried not to think about it, but she was unsuccessful in avoiding it creeping into her thoughts more often than not.

“No!” Hermione squealed, turning bright red.

“What, you’ve seen it so you don’t need me to tell you?” Ginny grinned as Hermione buried her face in her hands. Curious faces around the common room were beginning to look over which only increased Ginny’s fun and Hermione’s embarrassment.

When Ron and Harry came in, her fun was over. She didn’t want to be cruel. Hermione gave Ginny a thankful look when it was clear that she wasn’t going to tease her any further.

Still chuckling, while Harry and Ron sat obliviously on the other side of the room, Ginny picked up her book to do her reading assignment for Defense Against the Dark Arts. The last thing she needed was Snape on her case.

Who: Tracey Davis and Heidi Macavoy
What: Party
When: All Hallows Eve
Where: The Great Hall
Rating: NC-17 I am sure eventually.
Warnings: Angst!

Tracey had been looking forward to the ball. She’d had the perfect costume after she’d talked about vampires with Heidi when they’d snuck off to the Prefect’s Bathroom. Assuming that she and Heidi would, subtly, be able to meet up at the dance, she actually hadn’t discussed it with Heidi.

However, her plans began to unravel two days before the ball. Receiving an owl from her mother, it seemed that she had a date for the ball already. She’d read the letter in disbelief and a great sense of dread.

Her mother, at her father’s direction, told her in no uncertain terms that she was going to the ball with Blaise Zabini. It seemed that her father had a great discussion with Blaise’s mother and it would be just wonderful if their respective children would hit it off.

Her father was whoring her out; again. It felt to Tracey that was exactly what he as doing. It had been made clear to her in the past “how important it was for my career” that she hit it off with whatever boy she’d been pimped out to. Tracey knew there was really only one thing teenage boys wanted…

She was certain that Blaise wasn’t any different. He would paw at her, expecting that she would resist but give in a little. It was a delicate balance. Boys wanted action, but would disparage a girl as a worthless slag if she gave too much.

Things were different not though. Tracey and Heidi were…together. Tracey felt like she had a real girlfriend finally. She didn’t want it ruined, but she feared that was exactly what might happen.

Unsure how to handle it, she’d written Heidi a note, hexed private and delivered by owl that said she’d had a date arranged for her for the Halloween Ball and that she would need to meet up with her later.

Her true plan had been to sneak away from Blaise at the earliest possible moment, change her costume and find Heidi. Blaise really didn’t deserve to see her like she planned to dress for Heidi.

Knowing what she needed to portray, Tracey chose a costume that would be risqué enough to be intriguing while still keeping up the image of a respectable Pureblood young woman.

Going as Tatiana, she wore a shimmering green dress that’s neckline plunged and a pair of matching fairy wings. A masquerade mask that had flowing vines off of it competed the outfit and also served to pin up her hair in an elaborate style atop her head.

Having stashed a bag outside the Great Hall, Tracey then went back to meet back Blaise. Known as quite the lady’s man, he flashed her a big smile and was already playing it up as the walked down with the rest of the Slytherins.

She could see Crabbe and Goyle giving him looks as if already congratulating on “getting in there” with Tracey. She could barely manage to hide her disgust as she entered the Great Hall in the procession of Slytherins.

Who: Heidi Macavoy and Tracey Davis
What: Party! And maybe a private one of their own...
When: Friday evening, after the Hufflepuff vs. Slytherin match
Where: Locker room exit, then Hufflepuff common, then who knows...
Rating: More than likely NC-17

Heidi soared through the skies, her sights set on the quaffle and the other players. The game was almost over and Hufflepuff was leading by ten and Heidi was already in a good mood. Not only was she playing very well, even for her sky-high standards (Which means in reality she was excellent) but also the fact that in passing she caught a flash of blonde hair in the Slytherin stands that she knew to be Tracey. Heidi was mildly surprised that the other girl actually showed up.

Finally, Heidi heard the whistle, signaling the games end and flew to the ground, seeing her team's seeker holding the Snitch. The captain let a smile take over her features as she pulled her goggles down around her neck and joined her team in celebration. Even the Hufflepuffs, with their superb sportsmanship traits couldn't help but feel glad that not only winning, but pulling those obnoxious smirks off of Malfoy and his cronie's faces.

After she was done congratulating the team and promising to make an appearance at the celebration party, Heidi resigned to the girl's side of the locker room, shedding her quidditch robes and pulling her blonde hair out of her ponytail before stepping under the cool water to take a quick shower before heading out to meet with Tracey.

Tracey.

The blonde Slytherin had been on her mind a lot, ever since their escapades in the potions classroom on Wednesday. She couldn't get the image of her grin, or the feel of her long golden locks out of her mind.

Turning off the water and casting a drying charm, Heidi quickly changed into ragged jeans with a few tears and holes here and there, a dark red wifebeater (Heidi had always thought that the muggles named their clothing the weirdest names, a number of black rubber bracelets on her right arm with a plain brown leather band on the left, and her trusty old sneakers. combing her fingers through her hair as she looked in the mirror to make sure every strand was in place, Heidi debated on whether or not to change her hair back to it's natural color. Tracey liked the brown, but Heidi had always had a tradition of keeping it blonde on game days and, though she wanted to change it for Tracey, didn't want to have to explain to the others why she decided to break said tradition. Something told her that Tracey would understand, after all, the Slytherin was the one who called for secrecy, and telling everyone that she changed her hair because the other girl liked it better wasn't exactly subtle.

Slipping her wand in her pocket, Heidi gave one last look over in the mirror before heading out of the locker room.

Upon exiting, Heidi glanced around before her eyes quickly locked on a familiar blonde in the almost deserted hallway. She walked to the figure and smiled. "Hey." She spoke smoothly, hands stuffed in her pockets. "So, did you enjoy the game alright?"

Who: Tracey Davis and Heidi Macavoy
What: Tutoring
When: Wednesday, 4pm
Where: Quidditch Pitch, to start
Rating: PG for now

It had been almost five days since the unlike pair of Tracey and Heidi had been paired up in Potions. Since then, a whole weekend had gone by as well as, what felt like, an eternity of hours in class.

Tracey found her thoughts were on the lithe blonde. She could picture, without great effort, the slightly tight blouse and the skirt that rode up a little high. When Heidi had walked away, her skirt swishing, Tracey found she liked that image a lot.

Maybe I shouldn’t have written off Quidditch, Tracey thought with wry amusement. Especially if they all have bodies like that.

Making her way down to the pitch, Tracey wore an elegant black, Angora sweater that was light for the warm fall weather. Over her hair, she wore a white silk scarf. Her outfit was completed with a long tan skirt and black leather boots.

Once at the pitch, she saw flyers already in the air riding their brooms. Moving to the towers, she went to sit in the one closest to the action; which happened to by the Gryffindor stands.

The red and gold of the decorations irked her a little, but she did her best to ignore it. Looking up, it wasn’t hard to hard to pick out Heidi. With no robe on, she wore a tanktop that showed off her toned arms and shoulders.

Enjoying the show, as well as an excuse to eye Heidi, she simply sat there until the practice was over.

Who: Heidi Macavoy and Tracey Davis
What: Potion partners.
When: Sixth year, potion's class.
Where: Potion's classroom
Rating: PG-13

Heidi, today donning charmed blonde hair and regular uniform, pushed the potion's door open, entering the classroom quietly and slipped into her regular seat near the back of the room. She choose said seat for the fact that it seemed Professor Slughorn tended to call on you less than the students in front. And Heidi desperately did not want to be called on, knowing that she more than likely did not know the answer to any questions.

Pushing her hair away from her face, the Hufflepuff watched the rest of the class trickle in, a mixture of Hufflepuffs and Slytherins - whoever thought that combination up must have been a sadist - and her eyes moved from one figure to the next. Soon, her bluish gaze lingered on one particular figure, a blonde figure. A female figure. A Slytherin figure.

Tracey Davis's figure.

Blushing and tearing her eyes away, Heidi scolded herself for staring and opened her notebook and got a quill, pretending to be busy with reviewing notes.

Hearing the professor begin to talk, Heidi looked up, listening. He was assigning partners for a potion. She looked back down only vaguely listening for her name. After a minute or so, she heard it and looked up. Who was her partner? She replayed his voice in her head. Her face turned white, then a light pink.

He had partnered her with Tracey Davis. She looked slowly up and towards her new partner, lip between her teeth.