Who: Zach Smith and Tracey Davis When: Friday, after classes Where: The Great Hall, maybe walking after? What: Tracey is worried about why Zach has been quiet! Rating: PGish? Language? Open/Closed: Closed/Incomplete
Tracey had been looking for Zach since they got back from holiday break. Of course she had seen him during classes, but somehow she always missed him afterwards. Instead of just sitting around and waiting for him to show up at the Library, or even after classes, Tracey decided to go and search for the missing Hufflepuff. Tracey had asked some first years where there housemate was, looking in some of the places Zach and Tracey would hide during the first few years of school so they could eat sweets and chat about their day, and finally asking other students, she finally found him.
Tracey walked up to the blond, her hands on her hips, and a very upset look. "Where the Hell have you been hiding?" She was worried sick for the normally outspoken male. "I've been looking for you high and low for the past few weeks! I'm pretty sure that some of the first years in your house will be slightly emotionally damaged too." She mentioned as an afterthought. There was no way she would apologize for that. The Slytherin first yeas learned to grow thick skin after awhile, so should the younger students of the other houses.
"Are you alright?" Her tone had calmed down and the concern was obvious.