Voltaic Falling

07

"No you are not going, and that's final", sighed a tired Remus ruggedly tugged his hair. He was tired of explaining to Tris why she could not go along with her boyfriend to the Quidditch World Cup. 

 "Moony but please, let me go with the Diggory's. Amos would be there too, I would not be alone with Cedric. Please Moony". 

We had been discussing this all day, Sirius was yet to make an appearance as he silently drank what we all knew was rum in a teacup.

 "Please Remus, I promise I'll behave and yet get good grades, but please let me go".

"You don't need good grades, you already have the top marks in your year along with Cedric, but it's him I don't trust. I know he's a good lad, but I can't let you go along with your boyfriend, it would be wrong of me as a father figure". 

She glared at him and thought to herself a quick solution that would work out. If she could not go with Cedric, she might as well still go, be with him, but not be entirely going with him. 

Her eyes widened in realization and said, "What if I go with the Weasley's? Freddy and Georgie already had invited me to stay over next week?".

True to her word, Fred asked her in the letter if she wanted to go with the lot of them to the cup. He already assumed Cedric was taking her, but she was yet to reply to his letter. 

Remus sighed and tousled his hair, "Padfoot, a helping hand would be great mate". Sirius stood up, made his way, and whispered in Tris's ear, "thus, this is the reason we call him Moony, all that madness within". He wiggled his eyebrows and gave her a smirk as she burst into a fit of laughter.

 Remus glared at his mate with a burning passion that made her let out another chuckle. Sirius continued, "C'mon Moony, let her have her fun, we all wanted to go at her age, besides I don't really approve you going with Cedric either since you are our little princess, but the Weasley's would work. If I were you I would be organizing your stay with them instead of pestering our old Moony. We all know he gets flustered easily, little one". 

She stared at him and at Remus bewildered and fumbled to find a stray piece of parchment to write to Freddie.

To the most handsome twins in the world,

I hereby declare you the only boys in my life that both Remus and Sirius can trust. Could I go with you to the World Cup? I was supposed to go with Ced, but my mother hen here say they don't let me go alone with him and his father. So, I strike a deal. I'll let you use the prefect's bathroom to engineer pranks and you can take me to the cup as it was planned and tell your mum. Although she thinks I keep you on a check. Its always good making business with both my favorite redheads.

All love to my favorite twins,

Tris Black-Lupin's little princess

As both the twins read the letter sent to them by a familiar pitch-black owl, they hollered in laughter as they imagined a protective Remus and Sirius, and both caring way too much that pretty boy Diggory would hurt their Tris. 

They knew that besides being pretty and insanely handsome he was someone who would never disrespect Tris or do anything to hurt her for the same matter. So of course, having the better end of the bargain, they sent a letter back after asking their father who said agreed in an instant. Fred would always listen to her rampage about her uncle's protectiveness, but he also had a protective side towards the girl she dared to call a sister. 

Tris, who received the letter back, ecstatically fixed her trunk. She had put her outfit for the match, which consisted of black skinny jeans, a wine-colored t-shirt, and some old combat boots.