Who: Tracey Davis and Heidi Macavoy
What: Having learned the truth, Tracey goes back to see Heidi.
When: March 21, immediately after leaving Fleur’s classroom.
Where: Hufflepuff Locker Room
Rating: PG-13 for now.

Tracey had to try not to run back to Heidi. She really hoped that she was still in the locker room, but she had no idea how she could possibly sneak into the Hufflepuff tower so early in the night. But, she would find away. She had a promise to keep.

She should have been more mindful not to be seen, but she was so desperate to get there that Tracey wasn’t sure that she hadn’t been seen. As she went inside, Tracey could only hope that she hadn’t.

“Heidi?” she called softly, looking around for her.

Who: Tracey Davis and Sara Moon (Dream) / Tracey Davis and Fleur Delacour
What: Tracey is desperate and overwhelmed
When: March 21, 11:59PM
Where: Sara's dorm room (Daydream) / Fleur's Classroom
Rating: NC-17

It had all been a lie. She had been so close to believing Heidi. Tracey had almost been foolish enough to be fooled twice. After leaving the Hufflepuff Locker Room, Tracey had gone to the one person who would know. She had begun nicely, then yealled, then screamed, then threatened until she was sure that the person was genuinely certain that the Delacours had no Veela blood whatsoever.

Tracy had been made a fool of…

She had wandered the grounds crying and sobbing. Her arms ached from hugging her body so tightly. Students saw her but no one dared as her what happened. She didn't even care who saw. Tracey was likely going to be expelled after what she had done. Dumbledore was likely looking for her that very moment…

Tracey had one thing left to do. There was one piece of closure she desperately needed. Time was short. She would get it. She had to…

It was almost midnight when she arrived back in Slytherin dorm. She had seen Sara's roommates still in the common room. She hid her tear stained face as she made her way to the sixth year girls dorm. Striding past her own room, she arrived at Sara's door.

She was still in the skirt, fishnets and other Muggle clothes she had worn for Heidi's benefit. Her dark eye make up had run and was a complete mess. Her heart hammered in her chest, unsure if she hoped that Sara would answer the door or not.

Who: Tracey Davis and Heidi Macavoy
What: Tracey has a little surprise and gets one of her own.
When: March 21st, 7:30pm
Where: Hufflepuff Locker Room
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Angst

Tracey had been skulking about the Hufflepuff Locker Room for over an hour. She knew her girlfriend’s habits now. She knew that she was always the last to shower and hence always the last to leave.

Finally the last team member had left. Sneaking out from behind a clump of trees, she made her way inside. Tracey wore a skirt that was plaid, with a pair of fishnets and a pair of boots. A tight t-shirt donned her top; black with a white ghost on the front. She wore heavy eye make-up. Her cloaked covered it up. She hadn’t dressed so Muggle at school in a long time.

Moving inside, she heard the water running and grinned. From underneath her cloak, she pulled out a small, stuffed animal elk. Heidi had mentioned how cute they were. Tracey had almost pulled her hair out several times of the hours that she had tried to transfigure it.

Padding over to Heidi’s locker softly, Tracey gently opened the door hoping to place it inside undetected. Seeing a good spot, she placed the elk inside gently. Looking at it, she had to suppress a giggle. The stuffed animal had a very good, scrunched look on his face. Tracey hadn’t seen it before, but it was really cute.

Smiling, she began to go through the clothes in Heidi’s locker. She leaned in and smelled her jacket. It smelled like her girlfriend and made her sigh softly. She then saw something white that was…out of place. Thinking they might be a sexy surprise for later, she pulled a pair of lacey white panties from behind Heidi’s gloves.

Holding them up, she looked at them curiously. Immediately, she caught a scent from them that made her knees weak. They were too small to be Heidi’s. Too small to be hers too.

She got a sinking feeling in her stomach as she stared at them. Tracey was so enthralled by what she saw that she didn’t hear the water turn off.

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 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: Tracey Davis and Sara Moon
What: Sara knows a secret…
When: February 26th
Where: Near the Slytherin Common Room, near Tracey’s secret lab.
Rating: R
Notes: Back to “modern day” in our SL with them.

Tracey was astoundingly happy. She felt the weight of the necklace Heidi had given her around her neck and she loved it. She was still touching it all the time and thinking about Heidi giving it to her.

Things were going well for Tracey. Things were going better than, perhaps, they had ever gone for her before. She had a girlfriend and her potion business was beginning to take off. School was even pretty good. Being happy had improved her grades, even in classes she didn’t normally like. It seemed Heidi had a good effect on her…

She had been hiding in her lab most of the morning filling orders for potions. Tracey had been working hard to make some extra money. After the wonderful gift, Tracey wanted to get Heidi something.

Ducking out, she looked around to make sure no one saw her. Tracey was in her school uniform, shorter skirt and all, with a bit of soot smudged on her cheeks from a small measuring error.

Moving out into the hall, Tracey was tempted to skip back to her room. Chuckling to herself, she rolled her eyes and wondered what had gotten into her.

Who: Tracey Davis and Sara Moon
What: Tracey and Sara give into temptation…
When: November, 5th year.
Where: Transfiguration Classroom/Transfiguration Storage Room
Rating: NC-17
Notes: This is a prelude to our Heidi/Tracey storyline. This is the first time story of Tracey and her first girlfriend.

Tracey Davis was fuming. She had her quill in her hand and she was scribbling madly. I will not cause a ruckus in class. I will not cause a ruckus in class. I will not cause a ruckus in class. The stupid lines made her only want to do it more. What was worse was that she and her “accomplice” had nothing to do with it. Pansy and Draco had been causing trouble that she got the blame along with ... Sara Moon.

I wonder who she thinks Draco sound like, me or Sara? Tracey wondered angrily.

Despite her best efforts, Tracey kept looking at her fellow Slytherin out of the corner of her eye. It seemed like the more she tried not to the more she did it. Sara was a bit of a mystery to her, like she suspected she was to Sara. Despite being in the same house, they weren’t friend and weren’t enemies even though they saw each other all the time. They were civil…but they seemed to both avoid each other. Like there was something…wrong with being near the other.

Professor McGonagall eyed both girls suspiciously as they wrote their lines. She was scribbling away herself, though Tracey had no idea about what. Grading papers most likely. She wondered how she did on hers. Probably not all that great. She would be lucky to get a passing OWL in Transfiguration at the end of the year.

Tracey had one hundred lines left to do. She wondered what the old bat would set them to when they were done. Professor Snape wouldn’t have been so unfair if it had happened in his class.

When she was done, she rolled up the parchment. “Finished, Professor,” Tracey announced, her words not even carrying a hint of respect.

“Careful, Miss Davis,” McGonagall said in her nasally prim tone. “If I hear that tone again, rest assured you’ll be doing lines again tomorrow.” Slowly, she stood up and made her way to the door. “Come with me ladies.”

Moving across the hall, she used her wand to unlock her supply closet. Inside was a mess of plates, cups, fabric, cages filled with a variety of animals, bars of varying metals and various other things used as bases for student Transfiguration.

“I want you to organize this room. I will trust it to be done well and without magic. Wands please?” McGonagall held out her hand expectantly, looking over the rims of her glasses. Tracey handed hers over. “They will be waiting for you in your rooms when you are done.”

Turning, the ancient Professor left leaving Sara and Tracey alone. Annoyed, Tracey began to sort through plates by size and cleared off a spot for them on a cramped shelf. “I can’t believe we got in trouble for Draco and Pansy,” she muttered as she worked. “I don’t even like them…”

Her heartbeat got a little quicker as she spoke, but she had no idea why.

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: 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.