Voltaic Falling

13

Cedric stirred awake and saw a familiar mop of dark hair. She truly looked like an angel, even though she did not even try. He touched the side of his head and figured it was healed due to salve Madame Pomfrey's had applied. Tris stirred and opened her eyes to find Cedric gently smiling at her. 

She stood up and asked, "how are you feeling Ced?".

She quickly assessed his face to check for injuries, and as she saw none, she let out a sigh of relief. Cedric only nodded and grabbed her cheeks, bringing her into his arms. She squealed and he chuckled lightly. 

The pair searched each other eyes and Cedric said, "I'm alright Tris, and I will be alright, and on the next one too. I promise you that I will continue to be okay. Nothing about this will ever change you and me. I love you and I always will. After all of this, we will be perfectly fine". 

She sighed in content and answered, "Ced, I completely adore you, but I worry for you, you just battled a Dragon, for Merlin's sake". 

He quickly stopped her mumbling with a forehead kiss that she had grown love.

Back in the castle, Cedric was being celebrated by his friends. She saw him having a fit with them and gently smiled at the interaction. She did not want to bore her boyfriend's victory with her worrisome antics. Her constant state tended to range from worried to scared, but she could not help it. She quickly slipped into her common room leaving Cedric to celebrate his victory. 

As she trudged away from the scene she found a gloomy-looking Ron Weasley. 

She approached the boy and asked, "Ickle-Ronnie-Kins, oi! Ron, hey!" she managed to stride towards the ginger and finally reached for his shoulder. 

He shrugged off her hand and told her, "you never told me Charlie or Bill were here, and you got to visit them, and I didn't. First Harry and now it's you that decides to keep things from me". 

She gaped in confusion. She stuttered and stared at the boy wide-eyed. 

Hermione at the corner of her eye examining the scene rushed to Ron's side and got ahold of his elbow. She looked at the boy in exasperation, "Don't Ron, it's not her fault". 

Beatrice furrowed her eyebrows and managed to look for the right words. She ruffled her hair nervously as she finally realized. Ron was jealous. 

She coldly glared at the bow who now cowered as he saw the menacing glaze that the girl sported. 

She finally said, "Ron it is not my fault whatever relationship you have with your brother's. Charlie wrote to me and Bill also did, if you have any problems whatsoever with that, you can talk to them about it. They are right there in the forbidden forest. But you cannot pin whatever jealousy you feel on me. I am not a punching bag that people can take off their stress with and I am certainly not a liar. So help me Ron Weasley retract your words."

The youngest Weasley boy gulped in fear since it wasn't usual that Tris ever lost her cool nature. Hermione stood agape at her outburst and took Ron's shoulder pushing him towards the common room. She hated being mad. You would find the girl with infectious laughter and smiles plastered on her face, but lately she could not muster such. Now the girl wasn't mad at Ron, she understood where he was coming from, but that gave him to excise to approach her that way. 

She gave him one last glare and turned to Hermione with a nod, letting her know that the Black her was indeed not mad at her whatsoever. She clenched her jaw and turned around feeling as she was drowning in whispers and glances. 

She quickly exited the hall and headed to the forbidden forest, she wanted to properly say goodbye to Charlie and give him a piece of her mind for not telling Ron he was here. Her footsteps padded into the forest as she waved hello to an ecstatic Hagrid.