Tracy the snoop

Daphne made her way to her room as quickly as she could without it being obvious. as she walks her mind was a mess thinking about what the note said. it said there was an intruder in the room. who could it be, and how did harry find out?

she formed a list of suspects in her head. at the top of that list was Parkinson. the pug faced witch had never gotten along with Daphne. had she been trying to dig up dirt. or maybe set up a curse in her room. her next suspect would be her sister Astoria. she had noticed Daphne acting differently and had been trying to find out the reason why. hell, it would not even be the first time she snuck into her room. she would have to put Tracy on the list for the same reasons.

as she went through her list, she soon reached the door to her room. as she opened it she had to try not to laugh. it seems she was worried over nothing. there laying on the ground in a puddle of her own juices was Tracy wearing the tentacle wear.

"Well, someone has been naughty," she said. that caused Tracy to turn to look at her.

"Please turn it off," she begged.

"Roll over," said Daphne with a roll of her eyes. Tracy hesitates for a moment before she did. when she did Daphne sat the buckle had disappeared. she was confused for a moment before she remembered the note. she took out the note and gave the release phrase. once she did the underwear deactivated and unbuckled itself.

"Finally," said Tracy in tears. "That was intense."

"Yes, it was. Now let's talk about why you are in my room," said Daphne. "And wearing my clothes." Tracy could only give a simple laugh. she eyes the door but stopped when she saw Daphne's wand in her face. "Answers now."