Who: Tracey and Goyle
Where: Quality Quidditch Supplies
When:
What: Shoes, bats, conversation, and a dinner invitation?

At least the bats imply violence. I can picture myself beating your shoes with them.

*carries two large shopping bags (designer) (as if you had to ask)* *swings them quite merrily as she enters the shop, thinking that Sally'll still be there* *calls out* PUFF! Four new pairs of shoes! ON SALE! *swings the bags around, looking for Sally and accidentally hits a wall...no, not a wall, Goyle* *stops and exclaims* I hope my shoes are okay!

Who: Sally and Tracey
Where: Sally's cottage
When: Thursday afternoon
Why: Ice cream and talking about Finchie moving in

I never thought to ask. Oh Merlin.. that's going to make shagging him an adventure.

Who: Tracey and Fern (Sally's mother)
When: Monday, July 2nd
Where: NYC
Why: Tracey told her Puff she'd find the Bitch witch.

She is your daughter. I wish she weren't, she deserves better.

*pulls out bowls from the cupboard* Okay, so we need the ice cream, the hot fudge....*opens another cupboard and pulls out a small shaker* *waves it* The sprinkles...what else do we need for the perfect sundae?

*eyes a purse she knows she can't afford (after everything she's already purchased)* *mutters* Don't have any place to put it anyway... *swings the bag that holds her purchases -- one pair of shoes, matching belt and a scarf* *those were being billed to Asquith, he'd never notice*

*continues browsing, only half-paying attention to the merchandise* *her eyes are really on Sally's mother, her entire reason for this trip to the states* *decides it is time to approach her* *sidles up next to the blonde and smiles* Lovely collection, isn't it, Fern?

Who: Tracey and Justin
Where: Sally's cottage
When: Midnight, June 5th
What: Justin goes for a midnight snack and gets stuck ends up listening to Tracey's adventures in stalking romance.
Why: Because he's a good bloke and Tracey is the best friend.

Well, stalking does tend to leave a lot of time for thinking.

*stumbles in, okay not stumbles, walks in to the cottage* *slips off her shoes* *they've been on for twelve hours and her feet have reached their limit* *decides one small drink of vodka before she went to bed would be okay* *walks toward the kitchen, juggling her shoes in one hand and digging through her purse for her surveillance notes* *takes the turn into the kitchen, her mind already organising the report she's going to write tomorrow* *startles when she spots a bare chest* Fuck, Finchie!

Who: Puff and Sugar
Where: Sally Anne's cottage
When: Wednesday, May 30th
Why: Tracey is moving in!
What: Lots of trunks, talk of treehouses, Finchie and Fern/


Puff nice or Slytherin nice?

*plops down on a trunk* *surveys the bedroom, stacked high with trunks* *Cat sits one the tallest stack, grooming himself* *grins at Sally* It's a good thing I travel light, isn't it?

Who: Tracey and Fred
When: 21st May, Monday
Where: London
Why: Tracey needs to speak to Fred again

( I'm a snoop. That's what I do - lurk.  )

Who: Blaise and Tracey
When: 15th of May, Tuesday
Where: The Auger Agency, London
Why: Blaise needs someone identified.
What: Conversation about work and Puffs.

Ah, so now I understand the insidious Puff plan. Raised in sweet innocence, too blind to the realities of darkness around them, they each adopt a snake to keep them safe and warm and whole.

*finishes setting traps on all the drawers on Asquith's desk* *leans back in his large leather chair and smiles with satisfaction* *he was going to have shocked fingertips and a rather nasty rash when he opened those* *spins around his chair once and decides she likes it, so keeps spinning, going faster and faster until she hears footsteps*

*stops spinning and sees Blaise standing in front of the desk* *jumps up with an embarrassed smile* *puts a hand on the desk to steady herself* I was just....playing.

Who: Tracey, Sally and a surprise guest
Where: NY, NY -- Sak's Fifth Avenue
When: Sunday afternoon
What: Shopping and conversation
Why: Everyone knows shopping is a vital part of any holiday.

I still believe in that forever, his and hers towels, growing old together kind of love.

*picks up a Miu Miu handbag* This is beautiful. But I'd have to get new shoes to match it. *looks at the price, trying to figure out the exchange rate in her head* *already knows she can't afford it unless costs less than a knock-off she could get out on the pavement* *sighs heavily* *mutters to herself* I should've never agreed to a cut in alimony.

To: Cho Weasley
From: Tracey Davis, The Auger Agency, London

Cho,

You neglected to mention that your brother-in-law was mental temperamental. Oh, right, you have quite a few brother-in-laws, I'm speaking of Fred.

By the way, does he commonly refer to you as a bitch? Because if he does, I believe I have message for you.

Sincerely,

Tracey

Who: Tracey and Fred
Where: Fred's flat
When: Way, way too early in the morning -- around 5 am
Why: Tracey is investigating Etta's disappearance for Cho.
What: Fred gets angry, Tracey gets a full view of Fred and a lovely day is had by one of them.

( Excuse, Mr Weasley, but I'm not sure which bitch I'm supposed to talk to. I know quite a few.  )

Who: Tracey, Sally-Anne and Summerby
Where: Stratford-upon-Avon
When: Thursday afternoon, May 3rd
What: A picnic!


So, we eat, drink and what? Just lay about?

Who: Tracey, Millicent and Lilith
When: May 2nd, Wednesday
Where: Mystic Moon
Why: Tracey has grim news for Millicent.
What: Planning and friendship.

He took more than two years of my life and my child. And that bastard damn near took the rest of my life as well. I'll be damned if I'll let them take what's left of me.

*frowns a bit, keeping her head down as she walks down the pavement* *it was just starting to drizzle, not enough for an umbrella, just enough to be annoying* *her mind is still on her meeting with Vincent yesterday (and Asquith) and as those unpleasant memories run through her mind she realises she had stomped right past the shop* *spings around and swings open the door* *calls out* Hello!

*spreads the blanket in the grass, not far from the shore of a small pond* *plops down on the blanket next to Sally* This is my first ever picnic! *smiles as Doc opens the wicker basket and pulls out a bottle of wine and uncorks it* So, we eat, drink and what? Just lay about?

Who: Tracey and Blondie Zach
Where: Dragonfly Inn
When: Saturday, April 28th
What: Conversation (both), a new nickname(for Zach), and lots of drinking (mostly Tracey)

Once something's so ingrained, it's hard to unlearn. A Slytherin-Hufflepuff translation book then?

Who: Tracey and Blaise
When: Monday morning, 23rd of April
Where: Feld Townhouse, London, Notting Hill
Why: They have business and personal things to discuss


I'd be interested to know what would bring them back together now.

*finishes her dance with Sally a hip bump and a quick kiss* *laughs as she makes her way to the table where she had left her drink* *spots Zach and sidles up next to him* *gives him a grin* We did it.

*takes a sip from the coffee that Plippy had brought a moment ago* *sets the cup back down and opens the leather satchel at her feet and pulls out a few file folders*

*flips through them for a moment and pulls out one and hands it to Blaise* *opens another one* That's the latest surveillance. I went to France myself, Saturday.

To: Sally-Anne Perks
From: Tracey Davis, The Auger Agency, London

Puff,

Happy Birthday, PUFF!

Yes, you can wear both the shoes and the boots with jeans. If you feel you must.
Love,
Your Sugar

Attached is a large box containing Prada flats, a matching handbag and boots.

Who: Tracey and Sally
When: Thursday evening, April 13th
Where: Tracey's flat, London
Why: Sally's confused.

I mean, I stayed at his flat and woke up in his bed.

*is curled up on her sofa, reading reports* *Cat is stretched across her lap, occasionally waking up long enough to bat at the vine that is creeping along the sofa as well* *hears what sounds like a frantic knock at her door* *frowns, not moving* Drunken arses. I wish they'd learn wish flat was theirs.

*knocking continues* *hears the word 'Sugar!'* Puff?! *to Cat* Budge off! *gently pushes the cat off and walks briskly to the door, grabbing her wand as she goes, just in case* *swings the door open* Puff! Is everything okay?

Who: Sally-Anne, Tracey and Summerby
When: Easter Sunday, lunch
Where: Sally-Anne's cottage, Stratford-Upon-Avon
Why: Friendship, food and assimilating Tracey into Puffness.

Does he walk on water as well?

*walks into Sally's cottage carrying a bottle of wine* *smiles as she takes in the over-powering chintz* *decides she's going to have to talk to Sally about redecorating* *thrusts the wine at Sally* I brought wine because I don't cook. *leans over and kisses Sally's cheek*

Who: Tracey and Cho
Where: Bill and Cho's townhouse
When: 4th of April, Wednesday night
Why:: Bill is over-protective.

As far as their safety is concerned, the largest fear is most probably that they kill each other, in which case, we can just laugh at how men will do anything to prove who has the largest cock.

Who: Tracey and Zach
Where: the Nine Ploughs
When: Tuesday night
Why: Tracey is a snoop curious.

Should I be worried your going to mount our heads on your wall?

*grins as she carries in a large of platter sushi in and sets it down on the table in front of the sofa* *hands Cho a pair of chopsticks and a small plate* *sits down next to her and curls her bare feet under her* *leans forward and plucks up a few rolls with her own chopsticks*

*has noticed Cho's distinctly unhappy mood and doesn't quite blame her* *pops a roll in her mouth and chews* I made tea as well. *gives Cho a sideways glance* They'll be fine. Or you more unhappy about me being here than you are worried?

Who: Lavender, Tracey and Shanpen
Where: Hyde Park
When: 1st of April, Sunday afternoon
What: Discussion of dogs, cats, men, Slytherins, Gryffindors and MORE!


I found that most of your housemates came to be my friends after Hogwarts. For all that Slytherins and Gryffindors could stand each other then, it seems we almost gravitate towards each other now.

*enters the pub and lingers near the door for a few minutes* *wants to see who is there* *smooths her silk blouse and approaches the bar* *pulls herself up to sit on a stool and gives a little wave to Zach when he catches her out of the corner of his eye*

*smiles at Shanpen as he strolls happily through the park* *to Lavender* She really is the perfect companion to have in your life. If I didn't live in small flat, I might consider a pet. *thinks about that* *with a grin* Although I do consider my ex-husband to be a pet of sorts.

Who: Tracey, Blaise and Bill
Where: The Auger Agency, London
When: 30th March, Friday morning
Why: Tracey has information about Terpsichore

If he gets away, not only Cho is at risk, but yourself, Marietta, anyone associated with me.

*waits in the reception area of the agency for Blaise and the Weasley to arrive* *picks up copy of the Daily Prophet, reads the headlines, makes a face and sets it back down* *door opens and Blaise walks in* *smiles at him, walking over to greet him* Blaise, darling. I knew you'd arrive first.

*leads Sally into an upscale re-sale shop* I always have very good luck here. As long as you don't mind wearing the past season's fashions, it's perfect. *smiles at the sales clerk she had spoken with earlier about offering Sally a fifty-percent discount on anything she bought with the guarantee that Tracey would make up the difference without Sally knowing*

*takes a step back and appraises Sally* So, what sort of skirts do you typically wear, Puff?

To: Sally-Anne Perks
From: Tracey Davis,

Dearest Sally,

I have heard that Blaise Zabini purchased brooms from you today. Was he terribly cranky with you?

Love,

Tracey