Chasers & Beaters

•ted & talking•

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t.tonks' pov
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"She's French."

I said crossing my arms as I spoke to Marlene on the end of the booth for the table to hear. "He never said she was French just that she was a year younger." Sirius said. "Something isn't adding up." Marlene said looking at the table.

"That's not Diana Diggory so of course this isn't adding up." Dorcas laughed causing the table to stare at her in disbelief. "Look we have a plan." Sirius said and Marlene nodded. "What plan? We are spying on James and another girl he's on a date with. We aren't even doing it well cause she's hiding behind a menu." Remus said.

"Ok so what I'm hearing is getting Diana and that bafoon together is our only end goal? Isn't she like violently ill right now?" I asked and Dorcus laughed, "Shes getting laid right now, mate." Dorcas said and Remus snickered. Diana Diggory is not getting laid right now she's too much of a workaholic for that.

"What's the point of what we are doing than?" I asked nearly out of breath from the shock of that statement alone. "The minor set back of both of them being in situationships, yes I made that word up, they dated in secret for like 10 months are were the happiest we'd seen them." Sirius spoke with various hand gestures.

"I knew and Remus knew I think. I caught them at Weasley wedding doing unholy things in my kitchen." I said about to walk away back to behind the bar when Marlene grabbed my arm, "What did they do?" And all eyes were on me.

"That wall. She was leaning against it, he was on his knees and admiring the inside of her dress." I'd like to obligate that from my memory and Nymphadora, I'd love to get rid of the word fuck from her vocabulary. I began walking back to James' table.

"What can I get you to drink?" I asked holding out an order pad and a pencil, I can't believe I forgot this earlier. Diana better be glad I love her enough to leave the safety of my kitchen. "I 'ave a water." Cordy ordered in her accent with a smile. Her face is weird, not in an ugly way but it looks fake. Oh my god James is dating a girl with Botox. SHIT.

"I'll have butter beer." James said and he kept looking past my shoulder. Fuck how obvious are we. "Coming right up." I said and then walked into the kitchens to get the drinks. This is fine everything is fine the plan will go well. I stopped in the kitchen when I saw the calendar across the room.

"Nymphadora night <3"

Fuck. Diana is sick or getting her brains fucked out- either way not here and I have to tell my WIFE about this stupid plan. She's gonna kill me, actually no. She'll kill Sirius cuz this was his idea and then she'll bring him back to see how James dinner with French Botox girl goes.

I poured the water into the glass then the butter beer into the other glass from the tap as I pushed through the doors into the ruckus of the restaurant. Don't panic. Don't panic. Don't panic. Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in- "Here you go." I said laying the drinks on the table. "Merci." The girl muttered.

As I looked at her briefly I still can't get used to her face. She's just so, ugh how do you even describe it. It's like she's blurry and no matter how hard you try unless you see her, you can't remember her face. It's so fake but if James chooses this rebound, good for him.

Maybe French girl was on of his dads test subjects and that's how they met, a lawsuit. Maybe James got pimped out or something. "Thank you." James said as he placed the cup to his lips. "Hey james, are you involved with your father's business? Like do you settles his um affairs?" Why do I fucking speak?!?

"No uh I don't Ted. Any reason you ask?" James responded, "Nope just curious. By any chance, has been sued? Recently?" I think that was the final blow that made my soul leave my body. "Not that I know of Ted, not that I know of. I'd really hope not." He said and gave me a weird face.