Tracey felt like a total burke. She had really just been trying to be funny. Why couldn't she have just picked a girl's name out of the air? "I am such a prat," she said with a sad smile, mad at herself for hurting Sara more.
"You are?" Tracey smiled. "That's good." She wondered who it was. Tracey thought of how she constantly referred to Tracey's blood and assumed that it had to be a Pureblood girl. "May I ask who? If not, can you tell me anything about her?"
Tracey inhaled sharply as Sara kissed her wrist. "That…isn't a good idea," she admonished Sara, getting a little worried about the turn things were taking. Yet, she still didn't pull away.