Trinity and her friends stood in the shadows of Knockturn Alley, staring up at Mr. Borgin's shop where they believed Hufflepuff's goblet was hidden.
"We can't all go in," Hermione said. "That would be too suspicious."
"Harry can't go in because he'll be recognized," Ron said.
While they discussed this, Trinity stared up at the dirty store. NO matter how long they discussed it, someone was going to have to go inside. "I'll go," she said.
Leaving them before they could disagree, she walked across the street and into the shop.
It was incredibly dingy inside and crowded. She recognized some of the artifacts Harry had told them about.
An old man suddenly appeared behind the counter. "May I help you, Miss?" he said, looking at her with interest.
"Are you Mr. Borgin?" Trinity said, trying to make herself sound older.
"It depends on who's askin'."
"I'm looking to buy."
"Then I am Mr. Borgin. Did anything out here interest you?"
"No. I'm looking for something more . . . specific."
Mr. Borgin's dark eyes seemed to light up. He walked to one end of the counter and opened a door to the back of his shop. "Follow me."
Looking through the window really quick, she followed Borgin into the back. It was even more crowded back there and the artifacts looked even deadlier.
Borgin motioned to different objects but she didn't pay attention, her eyes shifting around the dark room.
Her eyes settled on a small cabinet. The cabinet wasn't big enough to hold but one thing. While Borgin continued down the aisle. Trinity reached forward and opened the small cabinet.
Inside sat Hufflepuff's goblet. It looked exactly like Harry said it would look. "What a marvelous item! How much would you sell for?"
Borgin was next to her in a second, slamming the door shut. "That item isn't for sell!"
"Oh, well, I suppose you don't have anything to interest me," Trinity said, glancing at the cabinet.
"Wait!" Borgin said, gently touching her arm. "I sure there will be something else that will catch your interest further down."
With that, he turned his back on her and the cabinet.
Ten minutes or so later, Trinity came rushing out of the shop, clutching her arms around her stomach.
"Trinity?" Ron said.
"Let's go," she said, half walking, half running to Knockturn Alley's exit.
"What happened?" Harry said.
"I'll explain later. Come on."
"What's wrong with you stomach?" Hermione said.
"We'll you three knock it off with the questions. Hurry up."
Trinity continued to run-walk, her friends hot on her trail. Glancing over her shoulder quickly, she saw Borgin coming out of his shop, looking about frantically.
The four friends soon reached the Leaky Cauldron, where their hearts pounded hard from the unexpected exercise.
"What was that all about?" Harry asked after he had ordered four cups of water from Tom.
Trinity looked around for a minute before unzipping her jacket. Gently, she set Hufflepuff's goblet in the center of the table.
Her friends stared at it amazed. "He let you buy it?" Harry said.
"Uh, not exactly," Trinity said, not looking at them.
It only took Hermione a second. "You STOLE it?"
Harry, Ron, and Trinity hissed at her to be quiet. She lowered her voice to a whisper. "You stole it?"
"What did you expect me to do?" Trinity said. "He was desperate not to sell it. I wasn't sure if we'd ever have another chance to get it. So I took it then. What?" she added when she saw Hermione's disapproving frown. "Either way we did it, it was going to have to get stolen. Some times you have to play a little dirty. We knew that when we got into this."
"You're a thief," Ron said, looking at her with awe.
"I'm not a thief," Trinity said, smiling. "I'm just gifted."
"On a more serious note, they'll be on our tail now," Harry said. He was shaking his head but there was a small smile on his face. "Borgin will tell some Death Eater, they'll tell Voldemort, and then Voldemort going be on his guard. We knew that we weren't going to be able to keep our plans hidden for long. We've still got two Horcruxes out there so we're just going to have to be careful."
As Tom approached their table, Trinity stuffed the goblet back inside her jacket.
No one could be trusted.