Tracey Davis and the Prisoner of Azkaban - Part 7

by lsusr4 min read25th Jun 20212 comments



Once upon a time a first-year Gryffindor had used his broomstick to save a friend's Remembrall. He had broken school rules. Headmistress Professor McGonagall had called him into her office. Instead of punishing him she had made him Seeker on Gryffindor Quidditch team.

Headmistress McGonagall had instructed Tracey to bring her guitar with her into the Headmistress's office at 8pm. Tracey polished it and put on her nicest set of robes that she saved for special occasions.

There was a Ministry official in the room. The mood was too somber for a meeting that was supposed to be about congratulating Tracey for taking such initiative with her learning.

"Nothing, I repeat nothing, gives a student the right to wander around at night," said Headmistress McGongall.

"I hear many students were wandering around last night. Do you plan to punish them all?" said Tracey.

"That would require shutting down the whole school. I am concerned with the ringleader," said Headmistress McGongall.

"What do you plan to do with me?" said Tracey.

"On the night of October 31st all the Hogwarts ghosts disappeared. Do you have any idea what might have happened?" said Headmistress McGonagall.

"If I admitted to knowing then it would imply that I wandered around at night. That would not be in my interests to admit," said Tracey.

"A thaumaturgic alarm went off that night. I hope you were not responsible for setting it off because if you are I would have to expel you," said Headmistress McGonagall.

"What's a thaumaturgic alarm?" said Tracey.

"It's classified," said Headmistress McGongall.

"Then I truly have no idea what you are talking about. But I will do my best to find out," said Tracey.

"You will have time, unfortunately," said Headmistress McGongall.

"What?" said Tracey.

"This is Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Officer Arthur Weasley. Please give him your musical instrument," said Headmistress McGonagall.

Tracey gasped in horror.

"I don't want to do this," said Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Officer Arthur Weasley.

"Then don't," said Tracey. She clutched the guitar in its case to her chest.

"Accio,"" said Archur Weasley. The guitar jumped out of Tracey's arms. It landed hard on the Headmistress's desk.

Tracey rushed forward.

"Impedimenta," Arthur Weasley removed from his briefcase a pair of wire cutters.

"Please no. That is my life. Just expel me instead," said Tracey.

Arthur Weasley cut a string. Snip.

"Is that tool cursed with Dark Magic?" said Tracey.

"No," said Arthur Weasley. He didn't meet her eyes.

"It's not Dark Magic when the Ministry does it," said Tracey.


"I wonder if you'd still be doing this if I was the Chosen One, the Boy-Who-Lived, the first and last Scion of House Potter," said Tracey.


"Would you dare if I were heir to the Malfoy fortune?" said Tracey.


"House Greengrass? House Longbottom? Would that be enough?" said Tracey.


"I'm starting to understand what Hermione says about adults. You really don't want girls to be heroines," said Tracey.


"You can keep the pieces," said Arthur Weasley.

The roof of the Great Hall was as cold and stormy as Tracey's heart. The sky was wet like her face.

"I'm not going to jump," said Tracey to the witch standing behind her.

"I liked your show."

"Thanks," Tracey said. She didn't turn around.

"The Ministry shut you down, didn't they?"

"Yeah," said Tracey.

"Persecution is the most genuine flattery."

"Heh," said Tracey.

"Are you going to keep the stage name Death's Mistress?"

"I don't know if I'll keep the stage. They say if I don't stop channeling thaumaturgical energy I'll be expelled from Hogwarts. I don't even know what thaumaturgical energy is," said Tracey.

"That's crazy," said Luna Lovegood, deputy editor of The Quibbler.

"That's life," said Tracey.

"Are you going to keep the stage name Death's Mistress?"

Tracey thought about it. "Yeah, I think I will."

"Come with me," said Luna.

Luna led Tracey back into the castle, down several flights of stars and out onto the grounds. They stood in an open grass clearing next to some woods.

"What would the Headmistress of Hogwarts do if she killed a Dementor?" said Luna.

"Only the Girl-Who-Revived can kill Dementors," said Tracey.

"What would the Headmistress of Hogwarts do if Hermione Granger killed a Dementor?" said Luna.

"Explain to the Ministry what happened?" said Tracey.

Luna laughed.

"Is this another one of your conspiracy theories?" said Tracey.

"Yup," said Luna.

"I'm going to bed," said Tracey.

"Have you ever heard of Muggle Repelling Charms?" said Luna.

"Of course, I—" Tracey turned around and noticed the rusted titanium cage, "How did you find this place?"

"I trained myself to notice the effect of Repelling Charms. Then I went looking for Repelling Charms," said Luna.

"Is that a Dementor's cloak?" said Tracey.

"Not anymore," said Luna.

Tracey tried to restring her guitar. The replacement strings withered away. She hadn't really expected it to work but you never knew what strange powers Muggle artefacts possessed.

On the other hand, she had an awesome new cloak. It didn't turn her invisible but what was the point of clothes that turned you invisible? That is the opposite of what clothes are for. Tracey put the cloak on top of her Muggle death metal outfit full of silver spikes and zippers. She gazed in the mirror. Death's Mistress gazed back.


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Nitpicky correction: you have two instances of "thermaturgical" that should probably be "thaumaturgical". (Or possibly two of "thaumaturgical" that should probably be "thermaturgical", but the one beginning with "thaum" is an actual word having to do with magic and the one beginning with "therm" isn't.)

Inconsistent spelling drives me nuts. I do not consider it nitpicky at all. Thank you for the correction. I have fixed the spelling.