"Get up, get up," her father shouted with a grin on his face, "Gertrude has been up since the crack of preparing your breakfast, and if you don't hurry, your eggs will be solid."

Who's Gertrude, Claudia thought to herself, as she pulled on her dressing robe. It was so comfy. She made her way down the marble staircase to find a plump old elf with her hair braided into a tight bun on the top of her head. The elf smiled at her with warm brown eyes and beckoned her to the dinner table where Claudette and Claudine were munching on a tray of fresh cantaloupe and watermelon.

"Glad to see your alive," said Claudette, in her usual sarcastic tone, "I haven't learned a pall-bearing charm yet, and I'd hate to break one of my nails."

"Do you want some sausages, Claudia," Claudine asked kindly, her pretty hazel eyes glimmered with excitement behind her black framed eye glasses.

"Why did we have to get up so early," Claudia mentioned sleepily, "It's not time for school yet, is it?"

"Oh no," chuckled there father between fork fulls of fried potatoes, "Today we have to go to Diagon Alley for your school supplies, robes, and maybe some other little things."

" I can't wait to check it out," Claudine exclaimed, this must've been what she was excited about, " I hear they have a lot of book stores, and even self writing pens!"

The girl's father smiled behind the morning newspaper, he was very studious as a child as well and had a great love of books.

" Father, my raspberry tea is cold," Claudette said dryly, "I need it refreshed."

" OK pumpkin."

He always favored Claudette, perhaps because she always had missed their mother, Rose, the most, or there unbelievable likeness.

" Gertrude," he called into the kitchen, "Bring out the raspberry tea."

Gertrude gently opened the kitchen door, tea kettle in hand, and poured Claudette her tea.

"Oh," said father, " please forgive me, Gertrude. Let me introduce my three wonderful daughters. The one with the blonde hair is Claudia, the brunette is Claudine, and Claudette with the black, and this is Gertrude. She looked after the house for your grandparents and she is a welcome addition to our family."

" Nice to meet you, Gertrude," the three chirped in unison.

" Your grandfather talked a lot about you," she said contentedly, "and he asked me to give you these before he died."

Gertrude opened her dry, knucklely hand to reveal a bracelet, ring, and necklace of the most beautiful red gem you had ever seen. It shone brighter than a diamond and an incredible glow came from it, lighting up the room with red shadows.

"They're stunning," Claudia seemed to squeeze out, "I've never seen anything like it."

"Now girls," said their father with a warning tone, "I know they're beautiful, but I must tell you they are extremely rare and valuable and they are for special occasions only, am I understood?"

"Right then, as I recall, Papa wanted Claudette to have the necklace, Claudine to have the ring and Claudia to have the bracelet, but I can not stress their importance, do be careful with them."

With that the girls went up to there chambers to dress for their trip to Diagon Alley. Claudia took her bracelet and put it in a green, velvet case, placed it in her top drawer and locked it. She was nervous about what she would wear, not knowing what was fashionable in England, but she decided on white capris, a pink striped t-shirt, and put half of her hair up in a loose bun.

She walked down the staircase and met up with Claudine, and Claudette. Claudine had on a plaid, tweed skirt with shiny Doc Martens, and Claudette had on a pair of snakeskin pants and a black halter top.

"Well, girls, get ready to go," said their father, "Here's some powder, now remember to say Diagon Alley clearly."

With that, each of the girls threw a handful of Floo powder into the crackling fire and were off.

Claudia landed heavily into the soot of the Leaky Cauldron, Claudine and Claudette followed shortly.

"What do you girls say to some tea," asked their father.

"I don't think so, dad, we've got a lot of things to do."

"Alright then, I'm going to transfer my money to Gringotts, it may take a while to open a new account, so don't wait up, I'll meet you back at home."

"Alright daddy, don't worry, we'll behave," Claudette called to the blurred image shooting up the chimney.

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