Tris had known Percy wouldn't come looking for him for no reason. After all, he was quite busy preparing for his N.E.W.T.s.
But once he learned that Percy wanted to apply for a dating fund, Tris understood. He generously approved a hundred Galleons.
Even though Percy knew Tris was very rich, when the heavy bag containing a hundred Galleons actually landed in his hands, his mouth still went dry.
"Tris, just how much money do you have left?"
Percy knew Tris had earned a lot of money during the previous school year, but hadn't Mum and Dad already taken the bulk of it?
"What, too much for you?" Tris rolled his eyes. "Then give me half back."
"Oh, no, no, no, no!" Percy hurriedly clutched the money bag to his chest as though he were protecting his chastity.
The next day, Sirius drove everyone to Diagon Alley. The moment they arrived, Harry and Ron were completely captivated by the Broomstick Shop's latest model, the Firebolt.
Sirius didn't hesitate. He bought it!
Ron, Fred, and George were desperately envious, too. But the Firebolt's price was absurdly high, several times that of this year's other new models-the Nimbus 2000 and 2 and the latest offerings from Cleansweep and the Comet Series.
Although the Weasley family was no longer so hard up, something like this was still beyond their reach.
Unless Tris was willing to foot the bill.
Was Tris willing to foot the bill? Of course not. He had no interest in Quidditch whatsoever. He couldn't even be bothered to watch the matches.
During the holidays, Sirius had taken the children to several professional league matches, but Tris hadn't attended a single one.
After looking at the broomsticks, the group went to buy robes first. The children were all still growing,