Hello, everyone. This is my story, Triquetra. Please enjoy! And Remember read and review please.
Story Title: Triquetra
Chapter Number: Zero
Title: The Introduction
Summary: Meet the Triquetra Sisters.
Disclaimer: I don't not own Harry Potter or any thing that goes with it, just a few characters.
It was a bright sunny day on the shores of Molokai, Hawaii. The clouds were like pillows, and the waves lazily came on the shore. Here, in a mostly Muggle inhabited part of America; there was a meeting of the Circle. The Circle was a great and secret community of witches and wizards, who rarely if ever came out from their own thoughts. Unfortunately, the times and actions of the world around them had forced them to come out of their protective barrier; to participate solving the problems in the failing government of the magical United Kingdom.
The attitude of the outside was a direct opposite of the one in the magically inhabited house off the shore. The house in the inside was a rich red color with winding gold and silver linings, heavily guarded with some of the most ancient and local magic. There were rows and rows of seats at long tables forming a rectangle in the center of the room. There, in the middle, was the Head Senator Claude, sitting in her seat rubbing her temples.
The discussion today was of which side they should stand behind in Britain—they had already decided to not even look at the government- they saw that the true battle was between the groups of The Order of the Phoenix, and the man named Lord Voldemort. Though they did agree with Lord Voldemort with certain points regarding Muggles, they weren't very impressed by his way of… controlling them per se. The Order of the Phoenix, though admirable in their ways of protecting the muggle race, were quite blind and unorganized in certain aspects of their acts of bravery.
Being leader of all the Members of the Circle, though satisfactory, was greatly straining her patience; the ability to decipher good intentions and personal ambitions from the lower ranked members, was also what kept her mind occupied. This was a long and tiring meeting, with angry yells from a woman who usually used her battle skills to solve her problems; Lynn Williams, a woman strong and proud from the United States, was yelling insults to people across the room. Claude, usually being the voice of calm, blunt and indifferent to the truth, became brash and heated because of her younger sister, Alexandria. Alexandria Lopez-Williams, was the newly appointed Chairman of Affairs, who was getting much harsh criticism for acting in a battle in a Muggle part of Britain. For Claude, the fear of the groups once pure intentions, had been tainted to become stronger; and she feared the outcome of their decision.
It was just a regular day.
In a regular place in London.
It was quiet, a little too quiet to be off from the center of town, but quiet nonetheless. Today was the eighth of May, not a special day, just not regular. You see, today was the day that she'd be coming. She was an Auror, not something you'd know about, if you were a muggle. An Auror that has been transferred from America, since they had plenty to go around. Importantly, she was a member of the Circle; here to make sure the Order of the Phoenix was the side they (the Circle) would want to support.
She wasn't normal; this young woman stuck out. She was about 5'5" in height, had a thick build, long wavy dark brown hair, tanned skin and brown eyes. Those characteristics weren't what made her stick out. You see, in the beginning of the summer, this girl was wearing thick winter robes with 'Ministry of Magic' on the back of it and a large hat that completed her ensemble. In each hand something was being occupied; one was a cup of fresh coffee and the other was a stick. If that wasn't bad enough this woman had a blueberry muffin, about the size of a large jar floating around her head. As it passed her mouth, a bite was taken. To a regular Muggle, her appearance is quite out of the ordinary; she was witch, a regular one, who was also breaking some rules. Her name was Alexandria.
Walking into The Leaky Cauldron, the woman passed Tom, waving as she walked by. Tom sent back a nod before going off to order the food he knew she wanted, but not before dropping off the Daily Prophet at the little table she sat at on. "Thanks," Alexandria said wearily, and preceded to throw away her pervious snacks- one thing she couldn't deny was a hot plate of food. Taking a sip of coffee she proceeded to pick up the newspaper.
Soon, sitting down next to her was a tall, long legged woman with thick and wild curl red hair and deep brown eyes. She was wearing muggle apparel; A t-shirt with tight jeans and high heels. She pulled back the sunglasses that was on her face up on her head and took a seat along side the woman. "Just got back from Alaska?"
"Yeah," she mumbled, and sighed. "I'm inwardly dying; I wont let them see I'm sweating like a pig in this." The woman, whose name was Genevieve, laughed out loud taking a piece of the muffin, she looked around. "You know Alex you could just transfigure those to regular clothes, right?" Alex, looking at Genevieve, rolled her eyes. "I know, I'm just to lazy to do it," she smiled. Looking around, she looked toward the door.
"Have you seen Kiko?"
Genevieve shrugged, ordering some tea. "Nope. But you know, She's busy with her new job at that joke shop in Diagon Alley," she said sipping, "And, -now don't tell her I said this- But I thing she likes one of the owners. She comes around with large spots on her neck; you know, hickies? And not to mention she's always sleeping in the flat above it. where the owners stay." Alex chuckled, knowing she must obviously like him because Kiko was the last to have affairs of any kind. "I forget the names of the people, but I'm sure I remember later..."
"Remember what?"
A soft, but out of breath voice asked. It was Kiko, a short Asian girl. Her hair was strait and in a ponytail; her eyes a vivid blue. She was very red; her white button up shirt and brown slacks a little wrinkled. "Nothing," Genevieve laughed, mouthing 'I told you' to Alex. Kiko, not paying attention sat across from them. They stared at her for a moment before she started freaking out. "What?"
"Nothing," Alex said, eating the last of her muffin, "Just Vivi said your sleeping with your boss. And by the look of it, you must be!" Kiko went red as a cherry, and covered her face. "Does it look like it? Oh –he gets on my nerves! I had this on yesterday and I stayed at the shop till about 2 in the mourning restocking things! Ugh! And he went to bed at 10 o'clock!" Kiko rambled; though at the end she's went to Japanese.
One thing Alex learn is that by bad habit, when ever she or her sisters are made, they slur into different languages; because even though is was originally Kiko's habit, what one has, the others have thanks to the triquetra.
They laughed and had a good breakfast in the pub, chatting about things they'd missed wile they'd been apart. Alex had laughed about something; and in a moment of clumsiness had hit her hand on the wall, scraping it. Genevieve and Kiko felt it as well, rubbing their hands. "Ouch, Alex please be more careful."
When a 'sister' or 'brother' is in trouble, the Triquetra gives a terrible feeling of pain and glow that only members of the sisterhood can see and eventually feel. Most likely, all of the sisterhood will come to aid that woman or woman child in trouble, in hence being called chivalry by those who don't recognize them.
And of course, the Triquetra was exclusive to Circle members. The Circle was an organization of utmost secrecy and power; influencing the way magic thinks and acts for hundreds of years. It was the most painful thing to get; and symbolized the bonding of three people mind, body, soul and magic. Whatever strength or ability you sisters or brothers possessed you gained as well; but you could get their weaknesses as well.
"Well, I must be getting to work," Kiko said exasperatedly, sliding from her seat, "See you two later," Genevieve did the same; she was off to visit her muggle grandmother in the country. Soon, Alex was by her self again, if only for the moment.
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