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Summary: Penny Halliwell, was a product of a one night stand. Her father Sirius Black knows nothing about her. Her mother gave her to a friend at birth. All she has left is her three aunts. What will happen when Sirius finds out that Penny is his daughter? And has demons chasing after her?

*This is a crossover of Charmed and Harry Potter. This idea also has floated inside of my head for some time.

*Cole never went back to being the source, some other demon did. He and Phoebe are married. Although, he is still half demon. They thought that it would be a good thing for the power of three.

*Penny was taught the ways of Wicca at the age of eight, when she was reunited with her aunts. She doesn't know about her heritage from her father's side.

Chapter One

Penny Halliwell was sitting down to lunch at the nearest outdoor café. The sunshine was hitting down on her bare shoulders. She need to get away from her crying six month old cousin. She was not used to having a baby in the house. In fact, she was only the only one to get attention from her three aunts until a month ago. In no means was she jealous of her cousin.

Penny sipped on her strawberry banana smoothie, slowly, as she watched some tourists move by with maps in their hands. She wished she could get away for a while. She wanted to do something fun for herself for once. With all the demon attacks that have happened lately, and with everyone help aunt Piper with the baby, she was starting to get grumpy.

Penny sighed, as she thought about her mother. She never knew the woman. Apparently, she was told that her mother was ashamed of getting pregnant at a young age. She didn't have the time or money to look after a baby. Also, she was told that if she got knocked-up their her grandmother would disown her. But, Penny knew better, she knew that she was never wanted by her mother.

Her father was a different story. She was given a piece of paper that her mother wrote her from birth with his name on it. She constantly tried to find him, but with no success. All she knew was his name and that he lived somewhere in England.

"Penny!" Exclaimed a masculine voice, that she knew all to well, from across the street.

She turned her head, and looked a crossed the street. In a black and white business suit, Cole Turner, her uncle; who happens to be married to her aunt Phoebe. He was carrying a brief cases in his right hand, and a bottle of coca-cole in his left. It looked like he was going on lunch break, where he usually meets up with Phoebe.

"Hey," said Penny, as Cole sat down on the empty chair across from her. "I thought you were meeting Phoebe for lunch?"

"No," he said, as he looked nervously around the area. "She was called into a meeting with her boss. What are you doing out of the house?"

"Need to stretch my legs," said Penny, then taking a bite of her bacon cheeseburger.

"Right," said Cole, stealing a cheese fry from her plate. "And this has nothing to do with being constantly cooped up in the hose is it?"

"Maybe," said Penny, knowing that wasn't the truth.

Cole raised an eyebrow at her, "Or is it that the elders, want and pestered, your aunts that going to a magic school in England would be good for you?"

Penny sunk lower into her seat. "Yeah," she said, after a moment. "That is also the reason. I don't know anyone there. Besides I have to use a wand."

Cole squeezed her hand in comfort. "I know what is going on in your head, Penny." He gave her a stern look. "I know that your afraid that you will find your father, am I correct?"

"Yes," said Penny, looking at her plated instead of him.

"Have you talked about this with your aunts?" he questioned.

"No," she said, quickly. "They have been busy, with either work, demons, and with Wyatt. When I try to tell them that I want to talk with them they always push it to a later time, then something happens that they just forget about it. So what's that point of talking to them if their answer is going to be the same as the other times, so after a while I just gave up. It's not like their going to let me stay home and finish my high school here this year."

"Would you like me to talk to them?" asked Cole, as he stole another cheese fry from her plate. Penny just pushed the plate closer to him. She was getting tired of him have to reach over her half of a bacon cheeseburger. "I can try to talk some sense into them but I don't know if that would work very good."

"Thank," said Penny, trying not to smile at him. "Something is at least better than nothing."

"So what time will you be at home?" asked Cole.

Penny shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know," she admitted. "I have work until eight o'clock tonight."

"Okay," said Cole, sighing. "Who is picking you up?"

"Piper," said Penny, she added in a lower voice. "That's if she remembers to pick me up again."

He eyed her for a minute. "If she doesn't pick you up call me, okay?"

"Sure," said Penny.

Cole quickly looked at his watch. "I have to get back to work kid. Have you paid for your food yet?"

"Not yet," said Penny. "Why?"

"Here," he said, handing her two twenty-dollar bills. "Take this and save your money. I know that you are trying to save up for a car."

"Thanks," said Penny. She didn't like o take money from him or her aunts. "But you didn't need to."

"No," said Cole, holding up his hand so she would stop talking. "It's nothing. Be careful." He left.

Malfoy Manor

The night air was slightly cool on young Draco Malfoy's bare skin, as he walked up the pathway and into the house, with a guest with an ugly brown cloak. his person that was walking with Draco, freaked him out. He didn't feel like a wizard. But he did what he was told and walked him to the meeting area of the dark lord.

"Thank you, young one," said the person behind the cloak.

Draco nodded his head, and left the brown cloak person in his family's dining room. He was grateful that he was able to get out of the room and far away from the guy as possible. He was glad that he was not allowed to go to this meeting.

"What can I do for you?" asked the dark lord.

"There is someone who I need to get rid of," said the guy in the brown cloak.

"Who?" hissed the dark lord.

"A female witch," said the man in the brown cloak. "She is a powerful. My master is trying to get her, but he can't."

"Okay," said the dark lord. "What is her name?"

"Penelope Halliwell," said the guy in the brown cloak.

"What shall I receive as an award if we capture her for you?" asked the dark lord.

"The rule over the United kingdom," said the guy in the brown cloak.