Just a few moments after Theo, Tracey stepped through the floo and out into the entrance Hall of the Manor. Brushing off her dress with her free hand, she glanced around for a moment before stepping up to Theodore. "You know, I think the last time I was here was when we... figured things out after your father's passing."
Tracey didn't have fond memories of that day, really, when she'd come off the potion along with Zach. Shaking off a slight shiver, she tried to focus on how much had changed, since. Voldemort killed, the Minister dead, no one under the influence of the potion anymore... so that was better, even if things were still a bit uncertain.