Title: His Smell?
Summary: Daphne is sick of hearing about the boy that's captivated Tracey's heart
Pairing/Characters:
Tracey and Daphne
Rating:
K
Warnings: N/A
Notes:
So, I started a new collection. My other one was starting to become long so I've decided to separate the short and long ones. Anything under 500 words will go into this one, anything above will go into the other.


She couldn't tell you went it happened, nor how. She only knew it had and she was caught.

"I'm under his spell," Tracey groaned.

Daphne scoffed at her and turned away. "Don't start."

"Did you see his hair?" Tracey was facing Daphne, leaning forward.

Daphne refused to look in her direction, glaring at the fireplace. "I don't want to hear it," she snapped.

"Come on, if the roles were reversed, I would listen."

"If I'm ever in your position you have permission to kill me," Daphne said, turning to glare at her friend.

There was silence while the friends glared at each other. Daphne did not want to hear about the boy that captured Tracey's heart and Tracey couldn't understand her friend's avoidance of the topic. Eventually, Tracey's glare lost its intensity as a softer expression formed.

"Did you see him today, all smiles and laughter?" Tracy's eyes were bright and she was almost falling off her chair

Daphne groaned and threw her hands high in the air. "I give up."

"Oh, and he smells so comforting."

Daphne turned to her friend, disbelief in her eyes. "He smells comforting?"

Tracey, not focusing on her friend, smiled wider. "Yeah, he has such a lovely, natural fragrant. I'm captivated every time.

Daphne stared at her friend in horrified silence. Daphne closed her eyes after a moment and when she opened them she brought her hand up and slapped Tracey across the face.

"What was that for," Tracey exclaimed, bringing a hand up to cup her sore cheek.

"To snap you out of it, you sound like a creep."

"Do not!"

"You're smelling him."

"I can't help it," Tracey said, rubbing her cheek slowly, "I'm under his spell."

Daphne growled in annoyance. "Well, it's a damn shame that he's under that Granger's spell and not yours," she snapped before retreating into the dorm room.

Tracey stared at the place her friend once was for a moment before jumping up and following her. "He won't be forever, one day Ron Weasley will love me!"


(w.c 345)

WolfWinks –xx-