A/N: Shock horror… here it is… the final part! All right, hold onto your hats!

DISCLAIMER: The plot, Torrance, Bronwyn and Savannah… and any evil dude from the Underworld are MINE!

The Charmed Ones: The Great Battle

Chapter One: The Sorting

"Hurry up!"

"I think I forgot my ribbons!"

"If you did I'll send them to you!"

"But I might need them tomorrow!"

"Then I will send them tonight when I get home, if you forgot them," sighed Hermione glancing around for any watching muggles, "Alright, Torrance. Let's go."

Her brown eyed daughter looked at the solid wall with wide eyes and then turned back to her mother looking horrified, "Mum, it's a brick wall!"

"Just run at it. I promise that you won't crash into it."

Torrance straightened up and ran at the wall pushing her trolley in front of her. Hermione followed close behind and as Torrance was about to scream she ran through the wall to be welcomed by a loud whistle from the Hogwarts Express.

"I told you," smiled Hermione peering down at her daughter, "Now, lets see if we can find Aunt Ginny and Aunt Lavender with Bronwyn and Savannah."

The years had definitely passed and today was the day Torrance Malfoy, Bronwyn-Lily Potter, and Savannah Wood, would he going to Hogwarts for their very first year. The Power of Three had managed to keep life peaceful with minimal evil activity occurring. Once a week they returned to 642 Smeade Road to check on the silent Great Evil's soul and despite eleven years passing not one attempt had been made at gaining back the powerful soul.

Hermione, Ginny, and Lavender were yet to even inform the three daughters of their most certain destiny despite all three showing signs of magic from the day they were born. The three young girls were the best of friends just like their mothers were. Despite Hermione being Mistress of Magic she had managed to maintain a normal family life with Torrance and told her all about her father who was to hopefully return in a few months if all went well. Hermione did find it hard sometimes, mainly with Torrance inheriting her father's near white blonde hair, his pale skin colour, and the famous Malfoy smirk. Along with that inheritance she had gained his love for Quidditch, but Hermione did rub off on her daughter. Torrance had a love for learning and was constantly raiding her mother's old Hogwarts reading material. As soon as she had gotten her acceptance letter to Hogwarts, Torrance had read Hogwarts, A History.

Ginny was now second in charge of St Mungo's and helped run a smooth hospital. Hermione's overhaul of the system had proved to be a success and many people had said so. Her marriage to Harry was as smooth as ever with them still very much in love. Harry was a proud Auror still and pretty much a father to Torrance as well, as was Ron and Oliver. Yet Ginny and Harry loved their daughter and twin son's greatly. Bronwyn-Lily, Jake James and Steven Sirius were the apple of their parent's eyes and took after their parents in many ways. All three adored Quidditch and attended plenty of games with their parents. They were compassionate to others and defended loved ones fiercely. Yet the twins, like their twin Uncles, had a knack for getting into mischief like stealing their sister's broomstick for a joy ride.

Lavender was still a top reporter at the Quibbler with Oliver still playing Quidditch, though he was now the team Captain. Savannah was, like her two best friends', into Quidditch – she was nearly as serious about it as her father. Though she was also a loving sister to a younger sister – Tamika. Lavender and Oliver were both happy and in love, though in the back of Lavender's mind she knew one day – any day – that could all change if the Great Evil were to regain his soul once again. Would he still be after her? Demanding her to carry his heir?

"There they are!" cried Torrance pointing in the direction where Ginny's red head was visible as she tried to keep Jake and Steven still.

Hermione helped Torrance push the trolley over to them and thanked Ron as he took over from Torrance who hurried over to Bronwyn and Savannah to talk excitedly about Hogwarts.

"Feels like the old days, doesn't it?" said Harry looking at the train smiling.

"It does," nodded Hermione looking at the train also, "Then again, we are in our thirties… so that was a long time ago."

Lavender looked at Hermione outrageously, "Thanks! Now I do feel old!"

"It's okay darling," said Oliver kissing her on the cheek, "You don't look it. You could pass for seventh year."

Lavender rolled her eyes but smiled all the same at him, "Thanks."

"Time to board!" came the cry of the driver.

Suddenly Bronwyn, Torrance, and Savannah were looking at their parents horrified. For the first time they were leaving their families behind for longer then over night.

"You'll be fine," said Lavender, hugging Savannah tightly, "If you need anything you just write to your father and I, alright?"

Savannah nodded, her dark blonde hair bouncing a little as Lavender wiped away a few tears from Savannah's brown eyes.

"Now pumpkin," said Oliver kneeling down to his daughter's height, "Chin up, hey? You, Bron and Torr have to go take over the Quidditch teams! Show them how it's really played."

Savannah grinned and nodded, "Okay dad."

"Got everything?" said Ginny to Bronwyn, "All your books, robes, money… what else?"

"Mum, I double checked then triple checked like you told me too," said Bronwyn, "Everything is there. I promise."

"Gin, if Bron has forgotten anything we can send it too her," said Harry reassuringly to his wife before smiling at his daughter, "Now… Gryffindor is the best house of course. Ravenclaw is good as well… try to aim for those two, alright?"

Bronwyn grinned, "Dad, I'll end up in Gryffindor. Everyone else in our family has for years."

Harry nodded, "I suppose so."

"Your father would be proud of you," said Hermione running a hand over Torrance's long hair, "He'll be able to tell you that when he returns."

Torrance smiled, "I know Mum. I'm going to miss you!"

Torrance hugged her mother tightly crying a little. Despite their family the two really only had each other when it came down to it. Torrance kept Hermione going through it all and neither knew how they would cope with being apart for long periods of time.

"I'll miss you as well sweetie," said Hermione keeping her self from crying, "But hey, Hogwarts is wonderful. You will love it, I know it."

Torrance stepped back nodding, "I should get on, now. Right?"

Hermione nodded and kissed her on the cheek before Torrance headed onto the train with her gear, following Bronwyn and Savannah. The parents watched on silently as their eldest children slowly rolled out of the station headed for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Well, just think," said Oliver finally, "They'll be back for the Christmas holidays."

Lavender nodded, "Come on Tamika! I'll see you all later."

"We should get these two home," said Harry gesturing to his and Ginny's seven year old sons, "Before they wind up breaking the track somehow."

Ginny gave a nod and looked at Hermione who seemed at a loss of what to do, "Hermione? Do you want to come over for a cup of tea?"

Hermione looked up at Ginny and shook her head; "No… no I might go to the office for a few hours. I have some work to catch up on anyway."

"You sure?" asked Ron looking at her, "I could keep you company at home even."

"I'll be fine. Who is checking the house today?"

"I'll do it," said Ginny glancing at her watch, "Harry do you think you can manage to feed Jake and Steven without starting a game of Quidditch or exploding snap?"

Harry looked at Ginny in a slight annoyed manner, "I think I can manage that. Its just I'm not so sure they will let me make them lunch without starting a game."

Everyone laughed and finally left the station for their separate locations.

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Ginny looked around the entrance hall and sighed. A bit more then eleven years ago, she was living here. She was pregnant with Bronwyn, and dealing with 'charmed stuff'. Hermione was happy with Draco and always smiling. Lavender was also with them, still falling in love with Oliver. It was a very different time back then.

Ginny sighed and headed up stairs. She stopped at Luna's bedroom door and pushed it open sneezing a little as some dust rose up in the air. Twelve years since Luna had died, again eleven since she had finally passed over to the other side. Ginny gave a sigh and shut the door heading up past the rest of the rooms and into attack. There was the solid trunk with the potion bubbling slightly. The crystals were still lit up trapping the soul completely. Ginny walked around the room looking for anything out of the ordinary. She glanced over at the spell book and frowned. It was open. That was odd, it was never open before. For years it had remained shut up completely. Ginny walked over to it and looked at the page it was on. Her brown eyes furrowed up in confusion at what she was reading.

Passed Witches and Wizards

When the living die they can normally only remain as a ghost or a painting. However that is all that is possible for those on the normal strand of magic. On the extreme strand there are other ways for the dead to return. Unknowns can either already be living when they become one meaning they get the service time of seventeen years. However, if an Unknown has died before hand the sentence for them is only ten years. They spend two in training to adjust to their new lifestyle, where they are living but their loved one believe them to be dead and then ten completing their service.

These types of Unknowns are picked for either their amazing abilities or personal traits they possess. Once their service is ended they are allowed to live a normal life, either away from their loved ones or they can return, if they wish – however they will not be restored their normal extreme strand abilities. They will have normal strand powers.

Ginny frowned and closed the book wondering why it was on that page. Why was the book open anyway? Had someone come into the house, knowing of the book? Ginny looked around the room again and noticed a trunk out of place by the doorway. She walked over and read the label: LUNA'S STUFF. Now Ginny was really confused. Had Ron come here without saying anything to them? Ginny pushed the trunk back into place and headed downstairs looking around her more carefully as she did so. As she reached the bottom of the staircase the kitchen door swung open.

"Hi Ginny."

Ginny's eyes widened as her mouth fell open. After that she passed out.

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Hermione grabbed the stack of papers and gave a sigh as she sat down to start reading through them. She turned on a nearby wireless that started playing the Weird Sister's version of a song called 'Rock This Party'. Hermione smiled. Torrance was fond of muggle music and loved dancing to Bob Sinclair's version of the song. Hermione chuckled as she remembered Torrance dancing around in the lounge room at her birthday party earlier that year with Bronwyn and Savannah. They had dressed up in old, brightly coloured robes and made Hermione colour their hair to a shocking pink.

Hermione gave a sigh and forced her mind back to the work before her. Soon she was fully focused on the political matters she had to deal with. Her eyes started drooping and before she knew it she was walking along a dark corridor. A gash was above her left eye and she didn't know how but she had to get to the room at the end of the corridor otherwise it would be too late. She ran down a flight of stairs and stumbled over a fallen body. Not stopping to check on them, Hermione kept going. Her heart was racing and her body tired from the battle she had escaped.

There it was, the door she needed to go through. She had to save them! If she didn't… she didn't know what she would do.

"Don't go through it!"

Hermione whirled around and gasped. She dropped the bracelet in her hand and took in the appearance. He was a little older looking like her self. But his hair was the same; his eyes caused the familiar sensation of love to ripple through her body.

"You… your… why can't I go through it?" asked Hermione not daring to look away from him in case he left her again.

"You just don't want to do that. There is more you have to understand and accept before you can go through the door."

"Is this the future?" asked Hermione, "Am I having a premonition?"

It had been years since Hermione had experienced a premonition, years since she had laid eyes on Draco Malfoy.

He shrugged at her and grabbed her hand. Both shimmered away and reappeared in Hermione's dimly lit office.

"I thought I wouldn't see you for a few more months," said Hermione looking at him in amazement.

"I was pulled into whatever you were seeing."

"Then how did you know I shouldn't go through that door?"

Draco gave a sigh and looked at Hermione for a bit before looking away, "It's something I've been told. The Head Unknowns made me swear to not tell you."

"You really like doing what they say," said Hermione bitterly turning away from him and looking over at a picture of her with their daughter, "You won't even break away to actually see your daughter face to face."

Draco gave a sigh once again and looked over at the photo. He looked at Hermione wanted nothing more then to reach out and embrace her.

"Sorry," said Hermione finally, "I know you watch us. I can remember hearing you when I had her."

Draco nodded then looked up at the ceiling, "I have-"

"To go," finished Hermione.

Draco nodded and with one last look at Hermione, he left.

Hermione woke with a start midway through a loud song from some muggle artist the magical world had started to love. She ran a hand through her curly hair as the images of the dark corridor and the door she had to get through played through her mind. What was it all about?

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Lavender hummed a little as she danced away to the song on the wireless. She, like the rest of the magical community loved the muggle singer. She gave a spin as she wiped the plate in her hand and put it away.

"I promise you no more tears or fears, just give me a chance to show you now," sang Lavender causing five year old Tamika to giggle at her mother from where she sat at the table drawing a picture of their cat Squishy, "And does little Miss Tamika think she can do better?"

"Yep," said Tamika before frowning a little looking out the window, "Mummy, who is that man with the glass ball?"

Lavender looked out the window and felt her heart miss a few beats. She took a deep breath and looked at Tamika, "Umm, Tam can you go clean up your toy room please?"

Tamika just nodded and ran out of the room to the toy room. Lavender yanked open a draw near her and pulled out three phials of golden vanquishing liquid. She apperated outside startling the man with the globe. Lavender looked at the man who she hadn't seen in years- the Seer. His face relaxed into a smug one though a flicker of fear passed through as Lavender allowed the vanquishing potion to glitter in the setting sunlight.

"Tell me what you are here for or I swear to kill you here and now," demanded Lavender angrily.

"Well I thought it only fair to inform you that peace will not be living much longer," snarled the Seer, "The Great Evil will rise again in power and you will not stop it – you or your two magical sisters."

"How do you know this?"

"I have found the answer to making him return. Quite simple really. The answer was before me for a long time."

"What is the answer?"

The Seer gave a chuckle, "I'm afraid that is confidential. Though I do suggest you ensure your womb is healthy enough to carry the heir of all things… Underworld."

Lavender raised one phial and threw it but the Seer was gone before it could connect. The potion hit the ground and lit the grass on fire. Lavender angrily put it out with a burst of water. She stood staring at the burnt circle of grass for quite some time. She gave a small jump as Oliver touched her shoulder almost an hour later.

"Darling? Is everything alright?" he asked.

Lavender looked at him and shrugged, "I don't know… I really don't know."

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Ginny gave a groan and slowly sat up one hand on her forehead as she looked around. She frowned a little to see her self in the lit sitting room of the old house on Smeade Road. Again she looked at who sat across from her in surprise and almost fainted again.

"Please don't pass out on me again. I can't heal you."

Ginny leant against the back of the lounge and shook her head in disbelief, "I must be dreaming."

"That's what I thought when I found myself alive all those years ago," sighed Luna Lovegood with a soft smile, "Once Ron freed me I thought, yep, I'm going to go to my mother now but instead… I was turned into an Unknown. I'm sure Hermione mentioned my visit?"

Ginny nodded, "She thought you were a ghost."

"I made her believe that. But now I am free. I got off a few months early."

"Just wait," said Ginny closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, "Let me get everything straight. First you, well die. Then you become a murderous Spitster. With help from Ron we finally set you free and believe you have passed to the Spirit lands with your mother and our grandmothers, but really you are alive and living as an Unknown?"

Luna nodded, "A lot to take in, isn't it?"

"More then a lot," said Ginny looking utterly over whelmed, "So… so you are back? Living? Not something possessed?"

"I am a normal witch, for once."

"And you came back here?"

Luna nodded, "I was told to."

"Huh?"

"The Head Unknowns. They told me to come back here. I'm no longer an Unknown because they released me early on the condition I live here and make sure everything is in order."

"Why?"

"They wouldn't tell me that. Or not yet at least," said Luna, "I arrived a few minutes before you got here actually."

Ginny nodded and looked at Luna in amazement. Luna gave her a smile and stood up.

"I feel like a walk," said Luna looking outside, "What do you think?"

"Err… I think everyone believes you to be, you know, dead."

Luna frowned, "I forgot about that… well we can simply tell them I was under witness protection and living in South Africa for the past decade because people were out to kill me for some article I wanted to publish. Now they have been captured and I have been allowed to return to my normal life."

Ginny nodded, "I guess that'll work. But umm… when are you going to tell your father and everyone else?"

Luna sighed, "You really can tell you are a mother now. You think of everything. Listen, I can do that later. Right now I want to visit Hogsmeade and see if anything has changed and how people have aged over the years."

Ginny stood and headed out the front door with Luna. They headed up the path and along the road towards Hogsmeade. Luna looked around her smiling brightly. Ginny kept glancing at her, feeling as if her mind was playing cruel tricks on her.

"I am real Ginny," laughed Luna, "Pinch me if you must."

"No… no… you just have no idea how much everyone has missed you Luna. Ron… he tries to date other women but none last. He just can't do it I guess."

Luna gave a nod and Ginny looked at her curiously.

"You've moved on, haven't you?"

Luna gave a sigh, "I didn't plan on coming back here in all honesty. Once I finished my service as an Unknown I planned on moving to America under a new name… but then the Head Unknowns called me back here. I guess they have their reasons for wanting me to remain here. So I guess you could say I have moved on, I had to move on."

"So maybe there still is a chance for Ron and you to sort things out?"

Luna looked at Ginny and shrugged, "No there isn't... My mark disappeared over the years."

Luna showed Ginny her mark free wrist and chuckled.

"You would think I would have gotten used to the fact that I wasn't a Power of Three quite easily considering the fact I wasn't even one for a year. But I never did," sighed Luna as they reached Hogsmeade.

Luna looked around smiling and breathed in a deep breath, "Wow… it is so brilliant to be back."

"I am glad you are back," said Ginny looking at her smiling, "And sorry for fainting on you earlier."

"Ah, I'll have to get used to it. More people are bound to do it," said Luna looking around and spotting Molly and Lynette exiting the Three Broomsticks, "Such as your mother and Mrs Granger."

"Ms Granger actually. She's divorced."

"Really?" asked Luna.

Ginny nodded, "Mum! Ms Granger!"

Molly and Lynette looked up at Ginny and waved smiling before looking at Luna in confusion. Molly was the first to react. She stumbled backwards and leant on the pole behind her as Lynette seemed to just stare at Luna before letting out a deep slow breath in case she started having a panic attack.

"G-Ginny I warned H-Hermione about this y-years ago," said Lynette calmly, "Bringing the d-dead back… w-what were you t-thinking?"

"She didn't bring me back from the dead," said Luna smiling, "The Head Unknowns did. Years ago."

Luna explained everything two them both. They looked at her in shock the entire time though nodded when she finished explaining. Ginny looked at them all in turn waiting for one of them to speak again. She was still slightly overwhelmed by it all but a searing pain on her wrist caused her to jump.

"Crap!" cried Ginny looking at her right wrist and seeing it was Lavender's triangle burning, "Been years since it's done that."

"Something definitely is up then," said Molly tearing her eyes from Luna to her daughter.

Ginny nodded and looked at Luna, "Everyone is bound to be at the one spot now… do you want to come with me?"

"Well… umm… why not?" said Luna though she looked rather uncertain at the idea.

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"Firs' years this way!"

"So that's Hagrid," said Bronwyn looking at the man her father had described as she, Savannah and Torrance climbed off the train with their gear.

"Well I don't see any other half giants," replied Savannah placing her trunk with the others.

The trio headed down the winding path with other first year students with Hagrid as leader.

"Alrigh'! No more then three to a boat. No muckin' about either. I've had one boy fall into the lake a few years back. Lucky the squid was about ter put him back in before the Grindylows decided ter take him."

Students looked around at each other in fear and hastily climbed into a boat making sure they were seated well away from the edge of the boat.

The three girls made sure they were in the same boat and within minutes they were sailing towards Hogwarts across the smooth, black water. Everyone remained silent and ducked when told too. As they rounded a corner the castle called Hogwarts came into view. Everyone gasped in surprise at the sight of it and began chatting excitedly to each other.

"Mum was right," said Torrance happily to Bronwyn and Savannah, "I am going to love this place!"

They pulled onto shore and headed up into the Entrance Hall where Professor Flitwick met them bouncing happily on his feet.

"All here, Hagrid?" he asked looking at the eager students.

"All 142 of them Professor Flitwick."

"Brilliant! Well into two lines," said Flitwick to the first years, "It is time to sort you. There are four houses: Slytherin with Head of House being Professor Slughorn, Hufflepuff with the Head being Professor Sprout, Gryffindor with the Head of House being Professor Hagrid himself. I am Head of the forth house, Ravenclaw. Now, let's head in."

Savannah grinned at Torrance beside her and Bronwyn in front of her, who was standing beside a quiet, tanned skinned boy with dark brown hair and bright blue eyes.

"Bronwyn-Lily Potter," said Bronwyn to him, "Who are you?"

"Kenneth Worthington," he said, "Is your father Harry Potter?"

Bronwyn nodded, "Yeah that's him."

"Wow! How cool are you!"

Bronwyn looked away and gave a sigh. She was used to people reacting like that when they discovered Harry Potter was her father. Though after a while it did get rather annoying to be constantly referred to as Harry Potters daughter.

They reached the front of the hall and Flitwick started calling out names. Everyone was watching the students silently, cheering as each house received a new housemate.

"Malfoy, Torrance!"

Torrance gave Savannah and Bronwyn a grin as she headed up to take her place on the stool. She pulled the hat on and jumped as a voice sounded in her ear.

"Ah! Quite a mix we have here! A former Slytherin and Gryffindor… yet both with extraordinary abilities! I can sense both of these in you… quite a bit of power. Yet how should you use it? Gryffindor or Slytherin? You have greatness for both houses and yet you are smart… very smart. Hmm… it better be… GRYFFINDOR!"

Torrance let out a sigh and jumped up, only people were looking at her stunned. A Malfoy in Gryffindor? Torrance looked at her two best friends and they gave a shrug. She headed down to the Gryffindor table and sat down silently ignoring the stares being shot her way.

A few more people were called before Bronwyn's name was called.

"Potter, Bronwyn-Lily!"

Bronwyn gave a sigh as people actually stood up to get a look at Harry Potter's daughter. She sat down and pulled the hat on; glad it covered her eyes somewhat.

"Aha! A child from a brilliant family line! Oh you have your mother's feisty nature and yet your father's determination to prove yourself! Bravery… oh you are far from short of that my dear! Power… plenty there like a friend…hmmm no need to question where a girl like you belongs – GRYFFINDOR!"

The Gryffindor table screamed with happiness as Bronwyn headed down to their table. She quickly sat beside Torrance and hugged her causing a few murmurs of surprise.

Finally the list of names reached a nervous Savannah.

"Wood, Savannah!"

There was a slight reaction to her surname with Oliver being a famous Quidditch player and Lavender a top, well-known news reporter. Savannah sat down and pulled the hat on, taking a deep breath.

"Hmm… a bit unsure of yourself, aren't you? Yet I can see your magical skills are well and truly strong. You are extremely loyal… brave… yes, yes I can see that. Oh, what is this? Smart? Hmm… well I don't see any question about it – GRYFFINDOR!"

Savannah gave a laugh and pulled the hat off and ran down to Torrance and Bronwyn. The three hugged happily glad they were to be in the same house throughout their seven years at Hogwarts.

"Worthington, Kenneth!"

"I don't trust him," said Bronwyn looking over at Kenneth with the hat on his head, "There is something about it that seems off."

"SLYTHERIN!"

"There you go," said Savannah.

"My father was in Slytherin," said Torrance quietly surprising her two friends, "My mother never told me that. The hat did. It said I was a mix of Gryffindor and Slytherin. Did you see how everyone reacted to my last name and me being put in Gryffindor?"

"But your mother… everyone... says your father was a good man," frowned Bronwyn.

"I know… maybe he was sent away for a bad reason and they just don't want me to know the real reason."

Her friends nodded and dropped the subject as food appeared on the table exciting them once again.

A/N: There you go! It took me ages to work out how to write this. I had no idea how to begin it or anything. Anyway, I hope you liked that! Review!

Until next time…

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