Tracey Davis and the Prisoner of Azkaban - Part 4

post by lsusr · 2021-06-17T08:57:20.061Z · LW · GW · 3 comments

"Your fingers are all wrong. So is your posture. And how you hold it," said Myrtle.

Tracey tried again. Her fingers hurt.

"Still wrong. Sit like this," Myrtle demonstrated.

Tracey mirrored Myrtle.

"No. Sit literally right here where I'm sitting," said Myrtle.

Tracey reached into Myrtle. It felt like ice water. Myrtle sat still. Tracey gritted her teeth, took a deep breath and superimposed herself. Tracey's skin rippled grey where bits of Myrtle protruded.

"You feel cold," said Tracey.

"Ghosts can't feel temperature. We can't smell. We can't taste. We see in shades of grey. But we can hear," said Myrtle.

Myrtle moved her hands into position. Tracey followed.


Nearly Headless Nick's deathday anniversary was October 31st. All the Hogwarts ghosts had attended. Many wore formal white sheets.

Myrtle was already on stage. Tracey had transfigured herself a black leather costume with silver spikes and zippers. Tracey braced herself for the cold and took the stage with Myrtle.

"I always say," Myrtle started.

"I always say," Tracey sang.

𝆕 I always say, I always say that it's the last time
𝆕 A promise I can't keep
𝆕 I always say I'll get a grip and it'll be fine
𝆕 But I lie straight through my teeth
𝆕 And though I try and do it right with my intentions
𝆕 Keep them good, they never break, but I still bend 'em
𝆕 'Cause this devil on my shoulder wants to pull me underneath

Until that point it had taken effort for Tracey to play and sing. She let go of her conscious thought. She let go the conscious control of her fingers, as if possessed. Far away, on Professor Lapsusa's desk, a thurmaturgical alarm went off.

𝆕 Another sleepless night
𝆕 Staring through the ceiling
𝆕 I'm wondering how could I
𝆕 Calm my head? Yeah
𝆕 Calm my head 'cause
𝆕 I see red
𝆕 My blood is boiling and it shows
𝆕 And all you are is a weapon
𝆕 You shoot 'em down 'til you end up alone
𝆕 I seem fine
𝆕 But I can't take the highs and the lows
𝆕 All I am is a weapon
𝆕 I shoot 'em down 'til I end up alone

The ghost orchestra joined the stage behind Tracey and Myrtle.

𝆕 I always say I hate the way you look at me now
𝆕 And I swear I didn't mean to be a let down
𝆕 What I broke can't be fixed with
𝆕 All my sorry excuses, no

Tracey no longer felt cold. The heat of her body had overcome Myrtle's presence.

𝆕 Another sleepless night
𝆕 Staring through the ceiling
𝆕 I'm wondering how could I
𝆕 Calm my head? Yeah
𝆕 Calm my head 'cause
𝆕 I see red
𝆕 My blood is boiling and it shows
𝆕 And all you are is a weapon
𝆕 You shoot 'em down 'til you end up alone
𝆕 I seem fine
𝆕 But I can't take the highs and the lows
𝆕 All I am is a weapon
𝆕 I shoot 'em down 'til I end up alone

Tracey poured her frustrations into the music. The hand-me-down wand from her grandmother. The indignity of accepting food handouts from the Malfoys.

𝆕 No, I won't go under
𝆕 No, I won't back down
𝆕 Bittersweet surrender
𝆕 Everything is better now
𝆕 No, I won't go under
𝆕 No, I won't back down
𝆕 Bittersweet surrender
𝆕 It's better now

The ghosts joined the chorus. For an instant you could see their color.

𝆕 I see red
𝆕 My blood is boiling and it shows
𝆕 And all you are is a weapon
𝆕 You shoot 'em down 'til you end up alone
𝆕 I seem fine
𝆕 But I can't take the highs and the lows
𝆕 All I am is a weapon
𝆕 I shoot 'em down 'til I end up alone

Black flames erupted from Tracey's guitar igniting the crowd.

𝆕 All I am is a weapon
𝆕 I shoot 'em down 'til I end up alone
𝆕 All I am is a weapon
𝆕 I shoot 'em down 'til I end up alone
 

Tracey finished singing to an empty room.
 

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comment by Measure · 2021-06-19T22:59:38.241Z · LW(p) · GW(p)

Thanks for the video link :)

comment by Measure · 2021-06-17T13:45:33.852Z · LW(p) · GW(p)

had overcame -> had overcome

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comment by lsusr · 2021-06-17T16:22:52.047Z · LW(p) · GW(p)

Fixed. Thanks.