"It was something I said one night when I'd had a little too much wine. Plus, you all had rather fantastic names - Pansy, Daphney, Draco!" She laughed, moving to lean against a bookshelf when he had the papers in hand. "Tracey Davis is so plain in comparison. Plus, it helped to shed a little of the worry about embarrassment when I initially started selling to the Weekly. It's not a well-kept secret any longer."
Tracey watched him curiously as he read. Of course she was watching for any hint of a blush, but more than that, she was genuinely curious of his reaction. Whether he had ever really read her work in her time, Tracey could never really say. While she did rather revel in the idea that she caused a great deal of stir in the general populace, what Draco thought (and Pansy and Daphne for that matter) really did matter to her.
"You should have never! Though I think part of the allure is to have to hide them, especially when you're young."