Tracey was usually an observant person, but right now she was distracted talking to her brother. If she had been on her own, she would have apparated home already, especially if she'd noticed how deserted the alley was. Except for one lone person sitting on a bench. But Tracey wasn't looking that way, she was looking up at her brother.
"So have you done anything lately to actually make our mother happy? I swear, I'm going to just start ignoring her owls. I have no intentions on marrying anyone she picks, she doesn't exactly have good taste," Tracey said with a laugh, and John laughed along.