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[gryffindorprincess]

It was early for Trinity's standards on a Saturday morning, eight fifteen. She had quite the reputation for not getting up until noon or later on the weekends, just not today. It wasn't a Hogsmeade weekend this morning, so Trinity didn't really have a reason for being up, and the fact that she had cut her classes in half meant she didn't get a ton of homework. So Trinity had eaten a quick breakfast and had gone for a run outside, in spite of the fact that it was freezing cold. She would keep warm if she kept moving.

Trinity's feet took her on her usual route without her thinking much about it, she had ran that same path ever since first year, only now she did three or four loops instead of just doing it once. She had done an extra loop that morning, but when she was midway through the garden had decided to slow down and walk the rest of the way. She still her her routine of pull-ups, sit-ups, push-ups, and more to do. Trinity smiled slightly, she was mostly hot, except for her cheeks which were pink from the cold. Noticing that her shoe was untied, Trinity knelt to tie it, the wetness of the ground seeping through the knee of her pants. She was alerted to the presence of someone else when she heard the sound of footsteps crunching the frost-coated ground; so Trinity looked over her shoulder to see...

Outfit

[untouchable]

It was Tristan. He had woken up early and taken a couple laps around the Quidditch Pitch on foot when he had seen Trinity running about. It was weird, how their "twin telepathy" worked. He was still a bit steamed that Trinity was dating Asher, but he was slowly getting over it. However, if the boy so much as touched Trinity, he would personally ampitate his hands. Sure, he probably was too protective of his twin, but he had the right to be that way. Trinity was his responsibility, just like he was Trinity's responsibility. They protected each other fiercely. "Hi sis," Tristan replied with a crooked smile.

[gryffindorprincess]

"Tristan!" Trinity said cheerfully, standing up and half-tackling, half-hugging her twin brother. She knew that she wouldn't be able to knock him over, she hadn't been able to do that in a few years unless he wasn't paying attention. She and her brother were tight, Trinity liked spending time with him, mostly doing athletic things, like running and Quidditch. Though she did get annoyed about how protective he was when she was dating someone; if he ever found out that she had slept with her last boyfriend... Trinity feared that Tristan might kill him.

[untouchable]

Tristan grinned, ruffling his sister's hair in the way he knew would irritate her, but it was a good irritation. He stepped back, grinning sheepishly. "So how's, um," he coughed, trying to choke out the words. "How's Asher?" he managed to say. He was just trying to be polite, he didn't really care. But, Tristan was trying to be accepting, for Trinity's sake.

[gryffindorprincess]

Trinity could not help but scowl at her brother, her tresses were unruly enough, she didn't need him messing them up again. She supposed she could smooth it out with spells and potions, but it was far too much of a hassle to do everyday. Besides, she liked her spiral curls when they behaved. "He's fine, our relationship is going very well," said Trinity, smiling a bit, tough she could just see the tension in Tristan's face at the mention of her boyfriend. She felt her and Asher's relationship was much deeper now, he had saved her life.