Stormy Confrontations (Trinity & Zane)

[kathryn]

The thin figure of Kathryn Hullens stepped lightly over the ever-forming puddles around her feet. She pulled her black cloak tighter around her body, not only for warmth, but also for the protection of her new clothes. She had recently gone shopping for a pair of dark blue jeans that hung low on her hips topped with a form-fitting, quarter sleeved, v-neck white shirt. On her neck was a deep blue star pendant and her wrist was sporting a matching star bracelet. Her hair hung playfully on her shoulders in tight curls, her mother had put an anti-frizz charm on it due to the heavy rain and humidity.

She looked up from the wet road and noticed several witches and wizards of all ages crowding into the Leaky Cauldron. Wanting to get out of the rain, she pushed her way past a large red wizard with a black mustache and a skinny, pale witch with wiry blonde hair flying in every direction. Surprisingly, the small fire at the back of the pub warmed her on arrival, bringing a quaint smile to her thin lips. She pulled off the wet cloak, pleased to see that there were very few damp spots on her clothes and her hair was still as curly as when she'd left the house that morning. She was here to meet an old family friend and she hoped the weather wouldn't hold her back.

She had just taken a seat at a table in the back and ordered a butterbeer when a familiar owl flew through the narrow opening in the door. As it approached, she realized it her family's owl, Horace. "Hello there Horace. What's brought you here?" She stroked the owl and he stuck out his foot which held a small piece of wrapped parchment tied with a blue ribbon. She untied the ribbon and read the note.

"Kathryn,
I've just received a letter from Nora's family. The rain has kept her home. With a dreadful cold in fact. Please send Horace back with whether or not you'll be returning home or staying in the Alley.
Mother

Kathryn's high spirits fell. She hadn't seen Nora since the beginning of last summer and she was hoping to hear all about the atmosphere at Beuxbatons compared to Hogwarts. When her butterbeer arrived she turned to the waitress and politely asked for a piece of parchment and a quill. She brought it promptly and Kathryn wrote:

Mother,
I think I'll be staying in the Alley for today. The rain seems to be letting up here and maybe I'll meet some schoolmates. Also, I was hoping to go to the new shop, Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, I believe it's called. I should be returning home later in time for dinner.
Kathryn

She leaned back in her chair and sighed, sending Horace on his way and sipping her butterbeer slowly.

[Trinity Bleu]

Trinity was inside one of the lavish shops in Diagon Alley, shopping for things that were definitely not a necessity. This particular shop had sparked her interest and she had graciously purchased a purse, a watch, two pairs of shoes, a new cloak and a ring. She stepped out of the shop her bags hanging at her sides, protecting the items within. She had been walking for less than a minute when she heard a loud crack and saw a streak of lightening dance fluently across the sky. As if this were a signal, rain began to drop from the sky, more frequently ever second. She scowled up at the sky and pulled her bags to her chest protectively.

Trinity hustled down the muddy streets of Diagon Alley, mud slopping up her legs as her feet oozed into the mud below. She needed somewhere to go to get away from the rain that seemed to be falling from the sky in buckets. The bottoms of her jean pants were covered in mud and her usually gorgeous red hair hung flat over her face, she didn't care at the moment however. She pushed past a few wizards hurriedly and then tumbled into the leaky cauldron. She looked around noticing that, to her dismay, every table was taken. Luckily, there was one table in the corner that had only one small girl... she could simply push her away from it if she had too.

She reached into he bag and grabbed a hair tie, pulling up her hair so it sat neatly on top of her head. She then walked up to the girl at the table, an arrogant attitude about her, and stood tapping her foot impatiently. She looked the young girl up and down before coughing impatiently to make sure her presence was known. She really didn't want to sit with the girl but she didn't feel like getting into a fight today, it was a bad enough day already as it was. However, if the girl began to get on her nerves she was not completely against simply pushing her away from the table that, obviously, Trinity had a right to.

[kathryn]

Sipping her butterbeer, Kathryn thought of anything she could be doing right now other then wasting her time in a loud, smelly pub with all the other witches and wizards that had now come into the restaurant as shelter from the rain. Her thin fingers were now entangled in her hair, as they were whenever her mind wandered, and she had now begun biting her lower lip.

Her pointless thoughts were interrupted by a quiet annoying sound much like the tapping of a foot. She turned her gaze from the old stained table to the floor, where she found a very expensive looking shoe tapping up and down. As she brought her eyes up she heard a very familiar impatient cough and she realized who was standing before her. Already annoyed at the news of Nora not meeting her, Kathryn was not in the mood to deal with the dry humour and rudeness that was Trinity Jade. She let out a tired sigh and rolled her eyes. "Yes your majesty? Is the chair to dirty for your 'royal' hands to touch or has your body just automatically gone to that position due to repetition?" Her voice dripped with sarcasm as she crossed her arms and cocked and eyebrow waiting for a response. Kathryn knew all about the Jade family. They had the idea that Pure bloods were royalty, but not any pure blood, only ones that were devoutly against mudbloods, the mixing of 'races', and so called 'blood traitors'. She had seen how Trinity treated her 'inferiors' at school and wasn't about to take a beating such as ones the others took. Especially not on a day such as this.

[Trinity Bleu]

A vicious smile spread across Trinity's lips as the young girl began to give her attitude. She did not know who this girl was, despite the fact the she obviously knew Trinity, but she was very big for her britches. She scoffed at the girl before unfolding her arms to place one hand on the table and lean close to the girls face. Her emerald eyes bore hazardously into the young girls her eyebrows slanting as she frowned profusely.

She tapped her fingers on the table momentarily before deciding on how to deal with the ungrateful little girl, "I don't know what you mean by your majesty, but if you insist on calling me that, so be it," she smirked momentarily before continuing, "Oh, and if I were you, I wouldn't be copping so much attitude." She stood up slowing and gracefully placed her hand atop her hip. She looked the girl up and down disgustfully, "I was simply going to tell you that I am going to sit here until the rain lightens up.... I'm assuming you don't have a problem with that."

She pulled out a stool and sat cautiously, being sure to check for things unwanted before placing herself down gently. She turned to face the girl, a look of detest upon her face, "And how is it, may I ask, that you seem to know me when I haven't the faintest idea who... or what you are." She sat tapping her fingers, a cocky smirk adorning her natural cream toned skin.