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It was all so strange, one minute her best friend was there and a minute later she was not. One of the other girls stated that she saw her leaving, quite unlike Tracey came back from Diagon Alley so early and not tell her. So Daphne headed to Tracey's house which was just a short walk from her house. Daphne was told by Tracey's parents that she was in her hiding place, they meant her brother's old room above the garage.

Her brotherhe died of dragon poxand the room stood vacant. Tracey's parents allowed her to use it when she wanted to be alone or for sleepovers. She was to keep it clean and not invite any boys in.

So Daphne climbed the stairs on the outside of the garage and knocked on the door of the dormer, her friend's voice from behind the closed door told her to go away.

"Tracey, it's me," Daphne said standing close to the door so she did not have to raise her voice.

A second later the door opened and Tracey was standing there. She stepped back to allow her friend to enter before retaking her seat on the couch and grabbing a pillow and hugging it to her chest. Tracey's eyes were red and it was obvious to her friend that she had been crying.

"Sweetie, what's wrong Did one of those asshole jocks try something with you" Daphne questioned.

"No, no one tried anything," Tracey responded. "I just needed some alone time."

Daphne was a little surprised. The term alone time was their secret phrase for masturbation.

"So who was it that got you so hot" Daphne asked lowering her voice as though someone else might hear. She knew her friend didn't get hot enough to diddle herself without a reason.

"Can we just leave it alone" Tracey responded.

"No, we can't just leave it alone. We've been besties since kindergarten and we always told each other everything, and I do mean everything. From the first kiss we got to the first time we allowed some boy to give us a feel job, we never had any secrets from each other. Now you want me to leave it alone" Daphne stated.

"This is different," her friend responded.

"How is it different" Daphne responded starting to get a little upset at her friend for withholding information.

"Because it was you that got me hot," Tracey responded.

Daphne's eyes went wide and her mouth hung open at her best friend's admission, her silence allowed Tracey to continue.

"Do you have any idea how attractive you are You have great-looking legs and beautiful tits plus you're drop-dead gorgeous to boot. Do you know how difficult it is for me when we get ready for flying class The sight of you standing there in your bra and panties always gets me hot," Tracey continued.

Now Daphne should have been revolted, but for some reason, she wasn't. Tracey was easily one of the most attractive girls in school, she put the senior girls to shame. Now here she was telling her how attractive she thought she was, Daphne never considered herself as attractive as Tracey.

"Then tonight seeing you all dressed up was too much for me so I bolted," Tracey admitted.

"How long has this attraction been going on" Daphne asked. "Since last year," Tracey responded.

"You've never said anything," Daphne responded as she took a seat next to her, and allowed her friend to weep on her shoulder.

"It's not something easily shared, plus I didn't want to scare you away," Tracey commented as her tears continued to flow.

Tracey was still dressed in her party dress. The short skirt portion of it revealed a set of fantastic-looking legs in black pantyhose, Daphne had always been a little jealous of her friend's legs as they were perfect, even better than hers.

"There are girls in school that are very open about their choices. Did you hit on any of them" Daphne asked.

"None of them. They don't have your looks or personality," Tracey responded wiping the tears streaming down her face.

"Please, stop crying. You've told me your secret and I didn't run into the night screaming lesbian at the top of my voice," Daphne told her in an attempt to get her friend to smile.

"Are you sure" Tracey asked.

"Yes," she responded in a voice that was almost a whisper.

Tracey allowed one arm to slide across Daphne's slender shoulders as she slid closer. Then once again her glossy red lips attached themselves to Daphne's. The kiss was as gentle as the first one, except this time Daphne felt her best friend's tongue push against her lips.

For some unknown reason, Daphne parted her closed lips and allowed Tracey's tongue to slip inside her mouth. Daphne soon found herself sucking on Tracey's tongue as she sucked on hers. As they continued to kiss Daphne felt Tracey's free hand gently rub her left breast through her silky blouse.

Daphne's nipples became even harder and her panties became soaked, none of her boyfriends ever caused her to react like this. It was Daphne that ended the kiss and pulled away and Tracey believed that she had crossed a line. However, before she could question her friend she watched as Daphne slowly unbuttoned her blouse and gently pulled it open to reveal a pretty white bra that hugged her breasts, her erect nipples were very noticeable to her friend.

"Look what you did to my girls," Daphne stated. "No boy has ever done that to me."

Tracey allowed one hand to gently run across the silken cups of her friend's bra. Each stroke caused Daphne's body to shudder. Tracey stopped stroking and stood up and unzipped her dress, it slid down her legs and puddled at her ankles. Tracey was wearing a black bra and the sheerest pantyhose that Daphne had ever seen. Underneath the pantyhose she wore a black bikini panty, Tracey loved black clothing.

Tracey took her seat on the couch again and both girls resumed kissing as they pressed their bra-covered breasts into each other. Tracey's long fingernails gently run up Daphne's leg from her knee and stopped at the hemline of her short skirt.

"Do you think your parents will let you spend the night" Tracey asked.

"If your parents are OK with it and they floo my folks," Daphne answered.

"That will depend on you," Tracey stated.

The girls redressed and headed to the main house. Tracey darted into her room unseen by her parents leaving Daphne to talk to them.

"She's having a bad day. Going to the Diagon Alley without a date was bad enough, but then seeing the boy that she hoped would have asked her with another girl was too much," Daphne explained.

"It happens, boys are so unthinking at that age," Tracey's mom replied. "She asked me to spend the night, if it's OK with you," Daphne replied.

"Good idea. She will need her best friend's shoulder to cry upon," Tracey's mom continued. "I'll call floo your parents right now and explain everything."

Daphne spotted Tracey slipping out again unseen by her folks carrying a backpack and heading to the dormer.

"I better not see any boys climbing those stairs," Tracey's dad joked. "Not to worry," Daphne assured him as she headed back to the dormer.