Looking for someone

[rar_kevin]

Date: May 6th 1999
Characters: Kevin Entwhistle, Tracey Davis
Location: 40 S.Vinewood
Status: Private
Summary: Kevin asks Tracey out, don't think she understands it that way..
Completion: Incomplete

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[rar_tracey]

Tracey kicked the front door closed behind her and hefted her tote bag on her shoulder, moving her other bags from one arm to the other as she tried to make it to her room without dropping anything. Her mother had sent her home with far too much, as usual, and she'd foolishly though she could manage a quick stop at the market on her way home.

She called out a quick, "Hello!" before dropping her things onto her bed and kicking off her trainers. She sorted through the bags, pulling out the perishable groceries and leftovers from supper and took them to the kitchen.

She found Kevin there, making food and looking a bit off. "Hey, Kevin. What are you up to?"

[rar_kevin]

Kevin looked at Tracey as she came in with bags and whatnot. He walked to her and picked them up to free her. "Just fixing myself something. Are you hungry?" he asked her with a nervous smile. He had been practicing some kind of speech for her but it seemed like nothing was coming out.

[rar_tracey]

"Oh, thanks," she said as he help her with the bags. "Everything goes into the icebox."

She helped him pull out milk and eggs and find places for everything on the shelves. She looked up from her position crouched in front of the fridge and answered, "Oh, I couldn't eat another thing. I just had dinner."

She stood and closed the door, tucking away the bags for the market under the sink. "How was your weekend? I didn't see much of you."

[rar_kevin]

Kevin refreined from looking down at Tracey and stare, instead he put away more food and bit his lower lip. "Alright." he answered, blushing as he looked at her a bit more. "My weekend was nice actually. I went out, spent some time with Mum and let her complain about my weight and how tired I supposedly look."

[rar_tracey]

Tracey was a bit flabbergasted, but really she should have known. He was a Ravenclaw, after all. Maybe it was just about looking at interesting specimen, poking at the odd people without wands. Wanting to look around didn't necessarily mean he respected the non-magical community. She should still be careful.

"You want to learn about Muggles?"

[rar_kevin]

"Of course! I mean, they don't have magic so they had to get around and make up stuff that works like magic. It's brilliant." Kevin told Tracey, a glint of enthusiasm in his eyes. "Tracey, I know there are books, but how can I seperate the truth from the fiction. I know a lot of authors didn't even set foot in the Muggle world."

He sighed, smiling softly. "I mean, Muggles and Wizards are humans all the same. But we live in seperate worlds except from Muggleborns and.. and I refuse to say Half-blood because there is no such thing." he was babbling and he realised that, but how could he explain himself without sounding like a scientist poking them around?

[rar_tracey]

Merlin this bloke could talk circles around her. Tracey frowned. "Wait, what? What do you mean there's no such thing as half bloods?"

[rar_kevin]

"Well, I think it's a very negative way to talk about someone. I mean, yeah someone can have half and half in parentage. But two halves makes a whole, Tracey. Not a half." he explained, looking at her then shook his head. "I don't understand people's reasoning sometimes."