I do not own Harry Potter or Charmed. They are great, I wish I did.

If you have read me before, You know I love reviews. Please read this and tell me what you think. Tell me if you hate it and I should stop etc. I don't care how blunt, I want honesty. This is because I was very iffy on this story line. I wasn't sure if it was going to be good/bad/ugly.

The real story line is: The charmed ones children's Magic School has been burned down. After much consideration the Elders have decided to send them to a level 1 magic school. You will read about level 1/level 2 in the story line. It get's more extensive, I promise. That is when they decide to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. When they get there, however, they are delighted to meet Harry Potter and all of his friends children. This first chapter is centered around the Charmed ones, but it will lead into more Harry Potter characters. I promise! Please tell me what you think so far, and thank you.

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Peyton Halliwell felt her eyes droop as Wyatt rammed his elbow into her side. She bolted upright, letting out a deep breath. She was sitting on the couch with her two cousins, Wyatt and Chris. She was ready for a nap, but her mother had given them specific instructions to not cause trouble and wait while she, Aunt Piper, and Aunt Paige went up to see the elders. Now nine Halliwell ancestors were crammed in the living room. J.R. sat with Prue and Melinda on the floor, the three crammed around the Book of Shadows. They just liked looking at the pictures, but Peyton had an inkling they would make some sort of mischief. The twins sat on a chair together, both hovering over a cell phone. Chris was playing with Patty, the five-year-old youngest member of the Halliwell clan and Peyton's little sister. Peyton had planned on being at the movies by now, and she knew her friends would go in without her. It made her frustrated, but she didn't make a move to leave, knowing if they came back she would be in a lot of trouble.

Early in the week, there had been a fire set off at Magic School. The school had finally reopened five years after the final battle with Billie, and it had been up and running for the past years. Until recently, it had been successful, but now there was little chance it could be fixed and her mother and sisters were up trying to fix it. The Charmed ones could fix it, if anyone could at all. Now they all had to wait and see what happened. Peyton and the twins were fifteen, and they were they were behind Chris and Wyatt. Both boys were currently at home, because they were out of jobs. They had worked at Magic School until the fire.

Peyton shifted her weight, leaning back on Wyatt's shoulder. She was closest with her oldest cousin, and it worked because he wasn't afraid to tell her she was being rude or ridiculous, and she didn't mind telling him he was too full of himself and needed to shove Excalibur where the sun doesn't shine. He was flipping through a magazine, looking at the clock every five seconds. He didn't like not being in control. His blue eyes were alert, checking every spot in the room, trying to figure out something to do. It made Peyton want to make a comment badly, but she held her tongue. At fifteen she stood tall, almost five-ten. She was trim, with athletic build. Her brown hair hung in loose waves, and her brown eyes shone like her mothers. She wore a little bit of makeup, and was dressed in an ambercrombie t-shirt and a skirt, showing off the fact she had plans today that she was missing. She was pretty, with the Halliwell power hidden deep within.

She, J.R. and her sister Patty had both inherited her Aunt Piper's power, and her Aunt Piper's temper along with it. Peyton was known for bold outbursts and being extremely temperamental. Yet that was half her charm. Her and J.R. had a unique bond because of these things, and she was fond of the thirteen-year-old boy. He seemed to sense her thoughts, whipping his brown hair around. He gave her a cheeky grin, and she smiled back at him tiredly. She wished her parents would come back soon.

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At that moment, Piper Halliwell stood up. "You can't do this! Magic School must be reopened. What will our kids do? They need schooling, and they need to advance their witch training. I can't do that at regular school, they've never even been there."

The Elders seemed sympathetic. "We have been thinking of just that as we discussed it. We have come to a conclusion, and we will tell you if you just calm down Ms. Halliwell." Piper sat down, giving a glance at her sister, Phoebe. Phoebe was looking at the Elders with just as much bewilderment as Piper. Her sister Paige was sitting next to Phoebe, giving Piper a questioning look.

Piper had always been one to question Magic School, but once her children had started there she had seen the reason in it. They had learned about what they needed to learn, and they were also taught how to get a profession they wanted in the human world. She had actually loved putting Chris and Wyatt through, and had been excited when they told her they would be teachers there. She had come a long way since then, and now with the threat of Magic School closing, she felt a knot thinking about her children, nieces, and nephews never getting to go back.

The head of the Elders stood up, looking at the three witches who sat behind a table. The light hurt all three of their eyes, but they weren't about to complain. After two days up here, they had grown mostly accustomed to it. He cleared his throat, signaling that they were to remain silent. "We have had a lot of discussion on the matter. We have even traveled all around trying to find a way to make this work. We have finally come to a conclusion. After much discussion, we have decided to try a year trial period."

"Trial for what?" Paige's curtness made Piper proud. The head looked at her, silencing their questions at a glance.

"A trial for combing different levels of magic. Level one with Level two."

Phoebe knotted her brow. "What do you mean, different levels?"

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"Apparently, there are different levels of magic. We are level two; our magic has evolved into one that has special powers along with making potions and casting spells. Level one magic is the first magic there ever was. It is raw and is based on wands and incantations. They have potions just like ours, but they rarely use a lot of wandless magic." Piper took a breath looking at the nine children around her. They were back at the Manor, and had just begun to describe what they were now supposed to do.

Phoebe stood up, taking over, "The Elders have decided to do a run where you guys will combine with their schools. They have school all around the world, and they have all agreed to accept Level two magic wherever we want to apply. You guys can go anywhere. Australia, Japan, England. It is up to you, endless possibilities."

"You of course will have certain distinctive classes that are different from theirs," Paige started, "Chris and Wyatt have already been enquired about from all different schools. Level one wants to make sure that you don't have to take their specialized classes if you don't have to and we will, in turn, offer specialized classes for you."

"Such as demon fighting and spell casting. They can sit in, but Level one cannot participate, obviously," Piper finished. All the kids gave them blank stares, and she looked at Chris, Wyatt, and Melinda, nervous that they wouldn't like the idea.

"So we don't get Magic School back?" The sisters' eyes flicked over to Phoebe's daughter, Peyton. None of them were surprised she was the first to speak. Phoebe smiled at her daughter.

"No, Honey. The Elders did say they would reinstate Magic School if this didn't work, though." Peyton nodded.

"Perhaps we should all get into our own little families and decide on schools?" Wyatt asked, smiling at his mom and taking over. He patted his cousin on the knee, giving her a helpful smile. "Endless possibilities," He murmured.

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Paige sat at her dining room table with the twins and her son, Henry Jr. Henry refused to be called anything but J.R., a nickname Phoebe gave him after watching a million soap operas while pregnant with Prue. They all flipped through pages and pages of letters. J.R. finally sighed, standing up. "I don't see why we split up. We will all end up at the same school anyways." Paige raised her eyebrow.

"Maybe. Or maybe you will choose someplace like Booker's School for Boys. I can't see your sister's going there." He scoffed, sitting back down as Heather and Hannah snickered. Paige flipped through another paper as Henry walked in. He walked over, kissing her on the cheek as she gave a small smile.

"What are we doing?" He asked, putting his coat on the rack. He had been a leading lieutenant for two years now, and was up for a promotion at any time.

"We are deciding where our children's futures lie."

"College already?" Paige rolled her eyes.

"No, magic schools. Or, as this one says, schools of witchcraft and wizardry."

"When did our son become a wizard?" She shoved his arm a little.

"You are too happy when you come home from work. TOO happy." She flipped through a few pages as Hannah described what had happened with the decision of Magic School. Henry nodded; looking down with Paige as both girls took turns talking about it. As they finished he clapped his hands.

"Now, all we need is to decide what place to pick," Heather flipped her chocolate brown hair behind her shoulder. Both girls were identical, but Heather kept her hair its natural color and long. Her hazel eyes had an intense gaze that seemed to captivate people. Hannah had dyed her hair red that seemed to brighten her eyes and show off the secrecy behind them. They were both an average height, but extremely thin. Paige didn't know how, they ate like food was going out of style. J.R. had brown hair that he kept longer with a sweep going across his forehead. He tended to prefer wearing black sweatshirts with jeans, and didn't change that look often. He was short for a thirteen year old, but Henry was praying that he would grow. He was still holding out for a football star.

Henry grabbed one of the pieces of paper that lay across the table. "Just go to this one. Hogwarts," He said with a grimace, "It sounds like a disease." Paige took the paper away.

"If you aren't going to help, go make dinner." She looked down at the paper. "It seems okay, add this to your maybe pile."

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Piper sat on the couch as Leo joined the group. He sat down next to her as she took his hand. "So, we have some decisions. Chris and Wyatt, do you want to be at the same school?"

"Yes," Both boys answered at the same time. Melinda rolled her eyes.

"It disturbs me how close this family is." Chris proceeded to grab her and ruffle her hair.

"It just means that we want to be with everyone. We want you there too!" She groaned.

"Chris, stop it," She pushed him off, trying to show off the fact that at thirteen, she was much more mature than them. Her golden brown hair shone in the sunlight that streamed through the window. Her brown eyes shone as well. She looked the most like Leo, while her two older brothers were a mix of the two parents.

"Okay, so I am guessing we want a school that wants all three children." Leo put in.

"I think I would be more comfortable. But there is no school like that around here."

Melinda snorted. "What, no one wants to take them in America?" Both the boys rolled their eyes.

"They do, but no school wants all three of you in one area. What with you orbing everywhere."

"So what options do we have," Piper picked up a list, scanning it.

"We have one in Belgium, one in Canada, one wants you in Russia, Australia, London. There are plenty to pick from. It is a little to pick for you guys because two of you are professors. Here are the lists." She handed them a list of all the names.

"Who comes up with these names?" Chris asked, laughing a little. It was odd how he didn't remind Piper of the Chris who visited so many years ago. Chris was a lot easier going, and he was always the first to make a joke. In the end, Wyatt was the one she got annoyed with how magic oriented he truly was.

"I like this one," Wyatt stated, showing the name to his siblings.

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Coop came into the room, and Peyton ran over and hugged him. She loved her father with all her heart, and while her cousins were all able to orb, her family had managed to take the power of their father out of the ring. The Elders were confused how, but all three of the children were able to travel like their father did when he wore the ring. Peyton was always happy her family was unique like that. Now her father was hugging her, rubbing her back.

"What's new, Hun," He asked, smiling at his wife and breaking apart from his daughter to give her a kiss.

"Don't pretend that they didn't tell you," He looked up to the sky.

"I've heard some rumors today. Have they been looking at new schools?"

"Well, seems a lot of schools are interested in half witch half cupids." She gave him a list.

"Ooh, I worked at this one. There was a girl who loved this guy. They were meant to be. Which sounds weird, but they were meant to be from the moment they met. I got them together at seventeen." Phoebe smiled at her husband.

"I love when we talk about the people you make fall in love." He smiled, kissing her lightly.

"If you guys get mush, we are leaving." Prue stated matter-of-factly. She had matching hair to her sisters, but hers remained straight at all times. Her dark eyes were more intelligent than mischievous. She was about six inches shorter, even though they were only a year apart. Compared to Peyton, Prue had the intelligence and the maturity to be a witch. She had her mother's power, and worked at it. She was only fourteen, but she was already levitating.

"Well maybe you should leave," Coop said with a smile.

"Dad," Peyton said with a roll of her eyes. She began to set the table as he set a bag of Chinese food on the table he had brought with him. "We have been talking about which one to join, which one have you gone to?"

"This one. You should definitely pick it." Peyton lifted it in her hands. Orbs filled the room, and they all looked up as Piper and Paige appeared in the room.

"Hi family," Piper said with a smile. "We have decided."

"So have we," Peyton said with a smile.

"Well, Paige and I have the same, Hogwarts," Piper showed off a letter she had. Peyton snorted.

"You guys planned that."

"Planned what?" Paige asked with a smile. Peyton showed off the letter she had in her hands.

"That the school we just chose."