Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, nor do I own Charmed.
Warnings: Slash. this story is all about Harry and Wyatt and magic. Slash, don't like then don't read but don't whine about it okay? Good. Next then, there will be mpreg. Some character bashing. And no matter how many times I proofread I tend to get timescales wrong so if I do just tell me so I can put it in the warnings of my next chapter. Okay? I think that's all for now. Oh, in later chapters I will delete the 'lemon' scenes or the slightly more graphic scenes because I'm not sure whether I should put them online here. If you want them later on ask me to email them to you.
Pairings: Wyatt/Harry, Leo/Piper, Jason/Phoebe, Kyle Brody/Paige (btw, I have no idea who he is but I know he's a white lighter so I used him okay?), Ron/Hermione in later chapters.
Summary: Harry left the Wizarding World and went to America where, over time, he fell in love with Wyatt Halliwell. After becoming a permantent fixture in the family they are all somehow drawn back to Hogwarts where both the wierd and wonderful happen.
Prologue
A woman with long brown hair reaching to her waist walked through the large manor house and headed towards the kitchen. Her hair was a rich brown and flowed freely to her waist in straight locks. She had deep brown eyes and a few sun kisses here and there on her face. Humming a soft tune under her breath the woman of around forty years of age seemed to have a rather light happy aura around her. She was dressed in a pair of jeans that hugged her hips that were rounded from child birth and a red top that clung to her curvaceous body but revealed none of the left over skin or weight from when she'd bore her children.
Upon reaching the light kitchen with its light creamy yellow cupboards and clean black surfaces the woman paused mid-step as she saw the kitchen was already occupied by a rather young male.
"Good morning Evan. Did you not sleep well?" The woman asked the young man with motherly concern on her brow. Circling the table the young man was sat at the woman reached into a cupboard to retrieve a cereal bowl before organising the table for her meal and eating.
The young man shook his head and lowered the glass of water he was sipping leisurely. The youth seemed to look a lot younger than his actual age of twenty three. The young man had a very lithe and compact form that showed defined muscles but he was not overly muscular. Slender arms and slender legs seemed to deceive on lookers into thinking he was fragile when he was in fact strong. Added to the lithe delicate looking form with deceiving strength the fact that the figure only reached a height of five foot six and the man looked only about nineteen. Wild raven hair seemed to curl around the base of the mans' neck and seem untameable on the top of his head despite the fact that the man had his hair tied into a low ponytail that, had it been released, would let his hair fall to his shoulders in curls. Extremely bright green eyes seemed slightly dull this morning though and black bags hung beneath them. Despite this tiredness the young man seemed to be the picture of health with a fine blush on his cheeks and high cheek bones.
"Nah, I don't know why but I just don't seem to be sleeping well at all lately. In fact, I feel a little off in general. Have no idea what it is though. I probably just need more sleep." The young man, Evan, replied. In comparison to the woman's American accent Evan's was very British and he seemed to speak rather politely despite his laid back manner.
"Maybe." The woman replied. "Perhaps you ought to kick my son out for a while so you can sleep better. If Wyatt's anything like his father then you probably just need some more room on the bed to get your sleep."
"Piper I don't think Wyatt would be very happy to hear you giving his lover any ideas." Came a new voice. Twisting his head slightly Evan looked from beneath the wild locks that fell slightly over his bright eyes to another woman now entering the kitchen.
"Morning Paige." Evan greeted with a smile before looking back to his glass of water. The woman, Paige, was about an inch taller than Piper was though that could have been due to Piper not wearing any shoes and Paige wearing smart heeled ones. Paige had rather pale skin that looked like it would burn very easily if exposed to the sun too long. Her hair fell only to just past her shoulders in dyed black waves. Paige's natural brown hair had been replaced last week and, Evan mused, Paige definitely seemed to like black hair more than her natural colour.
"Morning Evan." Paige said with a bright half smile exposing her white teeth from behind glossy red lip stick. Paige was dressed up for work. Even though she had married her long time lover Kyle Brody a long time ago her and her husband and daughter still lived in Halliwell manor. Paige had tried to move out with her family but the attacks from demons seemed to increase once the sisters split up so instead Paige stayed living with her sister Piper and Piper's husband and two sons and daughter not to mention Evan. Phoebe, the only sister not living at Halliwell manor, lived across the street and two doors down. The house had once been owned by Evan when the British teenager had moved to America six years ago. After one and a half years of dating Wyatt Halliwell however saw Evan living at the manor and instead of selling the other large house Evan had donated it to Phoebe and her husband, two daughters, a son and their two cats.
The three adults sat in companionable silence as Piper ate her meal and read the paper Evan had collected an hour or two ago whilst Paige leaned against the counter top and waited for her toast. Evan still remained sat on his seat drinking his water. Whilst Piper was dressed casually and Paige was dressed in her casual but smart suit for work at the Magic School that had employed her when she helped save the school and its pupils, Evan was dressed in a loose pair of black trousers and a green shirt that showed his slender form but concealed much of Evan's tanned skin. Evan also had bare feet, something even Piper didn't have as she wore socks.
The silence, however, was interrupted a few moments later when Paige's toast was finally cooked. The woman proceeded to butter her toast and had jam before making herself a coffee and sitting at the table to eat and drink. Evan took one look at the food and swayed on the seat.
"Urgh." He groaned putting his glass down on the table rather loudly and covering his face with his hands. Piper and Paige looked over at him alarmed. Exchanging a look the older sister rose out of her chair and stood next to Evan putting a gently arm around his shoulders.
"Evan honey?"
"It's nothing Piper." Evan said wiping his face. Piper frowned at him ad he reached out to take his glass again but this time with a shaking hand.
"It's not nothing Evan. I think you should go back to bed for a bit." Evan let his hand drop to the counter and shook his head.
"Can't sleep."
"What do you mean?"
"I dunno, things keep popping up in my head and I just can't seem to relax enough to sleep.." Evan muttered. Piper and Paige exchanged another look and Piper gently tugged Evan out of the chair.
"Well you're just going to have to try. Now come on, back to bed. You are shaking. You need sleep. Come on, get up before I make Paige orb you up to bed and get Wyatt to put you to sleep." Evan groaned but allowed her to help him up. Piper lead him to the stairs and was just about to help him up them when he shook his head.
"It's fine Piper, I'll manage."
"Fine but you'd better get yourself straight up to bed and get some rest, some proper rest. I don't want to hear you up and about till at least midday, you haven't been sleeping enough recently." Evan nodded before plodding up the stairs. Piper sighed once he'd reached the top and headed back to the kitchen. Dropping into her seat once more she met Paige's eyes.
"He's not been sleeping well for a week. I've caught him down here at least three times this week." Paige confessed.
"I know. He's not been eating that well either. He didn't eat much last night and I know he hasn't eaten this morning."
"Do you suppose he's worried about something?" Piper shrugged.
"I don't know, Phoebe's the best one to ask about these things being an empath an' all. Though thinking about it, Wyatt hasn't been around much lately so perhaps he's just a little insecure."
"Maybe, you know how Evan is." Paige said with a shrug quickly finishing off her breakfast and leaving for work. Piper stayed sat where she was just thinking.
Upstairs Evan quietly slipped into his shared bedroom and over to his side of the large double bed there. A figure on the bed moved slightly and two blue eyes watched Evan as the lithe young man flopped tiredly onto the bed with a soft groan.
"Evan?" A muscular form was revealed as the bed covers were pushed back. A man of about six foot four inches and 25years of age sat up and brushed his brown hair with blonde highlights out of his blue eyes. The sparkling blue eyes held a few specks of brown that, rather than dulling the crystal blue irises, seemed to give them more power. A strong, muscled, flat chest rippled slightly as the muscles beneath the surface helped pull the man into a sitting position. There was not ounce of fat on the man's stomach, only muscle. The naked chest showed tanned but still relatively pale skin though, luckily, the man was wearing a pair of boxers on his hips hiding anything important from view.
"Mmm?" Evan hummed or groaned. To the larger figure on the bed it was impossible to tell which sound it was that the petite man made. With green eyes squeezed shut the blue eyed man couldn't even tell what emotions were running through Evan without invoking some of his magical abilities.
"What's the matter? You ill?" At this question the raven haired man shook his head silently and opened dulled green eyes to lock onto his companion's blue ones..
"Nah. I'm just really, really tired though and your mother said for me to send you down so I could get some rest." Evan gave his partner a smile when the larger man rolled his eyes.
"As if I'd keep you awake if you were ill. Now, tell me what's wrong? I might be able to get you something from the practice." Evan shook his head. Wyatt was a doctor and one of the most sought after doctors in the area due to him being incredibly smart and unbelievably handsome. Not to mention, Evan thought, powerful, though no one other than the family members knew that Wyatt was the most powerful Wiccan of the age even compared with the Charmed Ones.
"I'm just tired. I only need to sleep." Wyatt nodded his head but looked worried still. Sighing, the older man leaned over and gave Evan a kiss to the forehead before climbing out of bed.
"Fine then but you stay in bed and get some sleep and make sure you drink lots." With that Wyatt walked into the adjoining bathroom and turned on the shower before cleaning himself thoroughly to begin his day. On the bed Evan groaned once more when he heard the bathroom door close. Moving himself up the bed using his elbows, Evan settled his head on the pillows before stripping off his shirt and trousers replacing his trousers with a pair of very loose red sweat pants. Pulling on a white T-shirt Evan closed his eyes and fell asleep again not noticing when Wyatt came out of the bathroom and delivered another kiss to his forehead before leaving the bedroom.
There you go, that's the prologue. More to come but if you want it you will have to review otherwise I won't bother putting it up or writing anymore. (I have 12 chapters already written...)
Gemxx