Harry Potter gets 'Charmed'.
By Eric
Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger were trapped in Snape's Office after hours. Snape was at the door blocking their escape!
"I know you're in there, Potter!" he said happily, gloating. "At last I have you red handed, Mr. Perfect Porter! This time not even Dumbledore will keep me from punishing you all!"
He started to open the door. Hermione thinking quickly pointed her wand at it and whispered a locking spell. Snape cursed. Then continued.
" You're just delaying things Potter, making it worse for you all."
Harry spotted floo powder above the fireplace. He hated traveling by it, but it was certainly better than being caught by Snape! Anything was!
"Quick!" he said handing them each a handful. "The Gryffindor common room, OK! Oh, to be a in place with no Snape!"
Hermione magically lit the fire and all three jumped in, just as Snape smashed in the door with a powerful spell that reached the fire just as they disappeared.
Meanwhile in another dimension three sisters in San Francisco were drinking some wine after dinner. As usual they were arguing. Their names were Prue, Piper and Phoebe Halliwell. They were all very beautiful and knew it – especially the youngest Phoebe who had always been boy crazy and the boys were crazy about her.
"Phoebe, you almost cost us out lives – again!" said Prue, she was the oldest and they were all afraid of her. They weren't alone. So were demons. She had a terrible temper and when she was really angry she could throw a house at someone with her magic.
"It's not my fault, Prue!" Phoebe whined. "Gran and mom never really taught us witchcraft! We've been on the job training with no help. I am so tired of fighting demons and dark warlocks without really knowing what to do! "
"What we need is a school for witches, " said Piper the practical one
They had another drink and decided to check the book of shadows, which passed for their textbook, though it could sure use a table of contents. They could find nothing in it about any school for witches.
Prue shook her head and smiled. "Too bad we don't have a Hogwarts. "
Piper laughed. "It would be nice."
"Hogwarts?" asked Phoebe who was not bookish.
"Honestly, Phoebe is all you read the comics? At least you've seen the movies. Harry Potter and the –"
Her face cleared. 'Sure, I remember now. They were OK I guess, but hardly had any cute guys in them and certainly no sex or love scenes."
Piper and Prue looked resignedly at each other.
"We'll need our own spell," said Prue sipping her wine.
Around the book they chanted. "By the power of three, hear our Plea, a witchcraft school for three! "
Harry looked around. This wasn't the common room. And who were the two beautiful girls? One was really sexy!
"Excuse me, but where am I?" he asked politely. His voice sounded weird.
"I don't know, Miss, since I don't know where I am?" answered the more conservatively dressed young woman.
The sexy one yelled. "Harry, Hermione, can you hear me?" Then she grabbed at her throat. "What in hell's with my voice?"
Harry had a bad feeling. He looked down at himself and almost fainted. He was a woman and a woman who didn't mind showing cleavage! Ron followed suit and then he fainted.
"Honestly, can't you two see what's happened?" asked Hermione with her usual impatience as she started bringing Ron around.
"Go ahead, you're dying to tell us!" muttered Ron, gingerly feeling his well padded rear as he rose off the floor.
"Somehow we've switched bodies with these three women. And I recognize them. Don't you Harry?"
He looked into the mirror at the sultry dark haired beauty he had somehow become. "We do look familiar."
"We're the Charmed Ones, Harry! The three witch sisters who fight demons and stuff in another world."
"Who?" asked Ron, elbowing Harry out of the way to see what he looked like in the mirror.
"That's right, Ron, you never watch Muggle television. "
Ron wasn't paying any attention. "WOW! By Merlin's beard do I look sexy!"
"RON!"
Ron did not turn away from the mirror. "Well I do!" He declared turning first one way and then another. "Wow! "
Hermione frowned with Piper's pretty face. "Honestly, Ron is that all you can do is stare at some underdressed hussy!"
Harry groaned musically. "I don't want to be a girl!" He noticed he was wearing heels and they hurt his feet. "How did this happen? And how do we get our bodies back?"
"Well we were taking flue powder to the common room –"
"This isn't the common room!" said Harry angrily.
Hermione ignored him. "But that shouldn't have put us in these bodies and in their world! "
"But it did! And double wow am I hot! "
Hermione felt like hitting Ron, but controlled herself.
"Ron you're the youngest sister, your name is Phoebe Halliwell. Your powers are for premonitions, but real ones not like Professor Trelawney. You also know marshal arts."
"You mean like the comic book hero, Martin Miggs the Mad Muggle?"
"Yes! Now Harry you are Prue – the oldest. Your magical power is the power to move things with your mind."
"Better than premonition, Ron!"
Ron glared and put his hands on his now shapely hips. "You always get the best stuff, Harry. What's yours, Hermione?"
"I can freeze things when I wave my hands, I'll show you. Harry, would you use your mind to lift that old trunk?"
Feeling ridiculous Harry instinctively squinted and to his amazement the trunk lifted and moved towards them.
"Take it up to the ceiling, now drop it, Harry."
Harry let it go and as it fell towards the floor. Hermione made a quick motion with her hands and it froze. Wonderingly both Harry and Ron approached it.
"Cool! " said Ron.
Harry shook himself free as the trunk finally clattered to the floor when Hermione in her strange and pretty body let it fall.
"OK, we kinda know you we are, but where are the charmed ones? And where are our real bodies?"
Harry could see Hermione's exasperated frown on Piper's pretty face.
"Honestly Harry, Ron. Isn't it obvious?"
The two shook their heads. It was weird to feel long hair.
"Since we're here and in their bodies. They must be at Hogwarts and in our bodies! Just think! This is a first. We might even be written up in a new edition of Hogwarts, a history!"
Harry said some words that Professor McGonagall would not have approved of! Then added.
"Why does every weird thing have to happen to me?" He found it somehow very easy to bitch in this new body!
To be continued
Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger were trapped in Snape's Office after hours. Snape was at the door blocking their escape!
"I know you're in there, Potter!" he said happily, gloating. "At last I have you red handed, Mr. Perfect Porter! This time not even Dumbledore will keep me from punishing you all!"
He started to open the door. Hermione thinking quickly pointed her wand at it and whispered a locking spell. Snape cursed. Then continued.
" You're just delaying things Potter, making it worse for you all."
Harry spotted floo powder above the fireplace. He hated traveling by it, but it was certainly better than being caught by Snape! Anything was!
"Quick!" he said handing them each a handful. "The Gryffindor common room, OK! Oh, to be a in place with no Snape!"
Hermione magically lit the fire and all three jumped in, just as Snape smashed in the door with a powerful spell that reached the fire just as they disappeared.
Meanwhile in another dimension three sisters in San Francisco were drinking some wine after dinner. As usual they were arguing. Their names were Prue, Piper and Phoebe Halliwell. They were all very beautiful and knew it – especially the youngest Phoebe who had always been boy crazy and the boys were crazy about her.
"Phoebe, you almost cost us out lives – again!" said Prue, she was the oldest and they were all afraid of her. They weren't alone. So were demons. She had a terrible temper and when she was really angry she could throw a house at someone with her magic.
"It's not my fault, Prue!" Phoebe whined. "Gran and mom never really taught us witchcraft! We've been on the job training with no help. I am so tired of fighting demons and dark warlocks without really knowing what to do! "
"What we need is a school for witches, " said Piper the practical one
They had another drink and decided to check the book of shadows, which passed for their textbook, though it could sure use a table of contents. They could find nothing in it about any school for witches.
Prue shook her head and smiled. "Too bad we don't have a Hogwarts. "
Piper laughed. "It would be nice."
"Hogwarts?" asked Phoebe who was not bookish.
"Honestly, Phoebe is all you read the comics? At least you've seen the movies. Harry Potter and the –"
Her face cleared. 'Sure, I remember now. They were OK I guess, but hardly had any cute guys in them and certainly no sex or love scenes."
Piper and Prue looked resignedly at each other.
"We'll need our own spell," said Prue sipping her wine.
Around the book they chanted. "By the power of three, hear our Plea, a witchcraft school for three! "
Harry looked around. This wasn't the common room. And who were the two beautiful girls? One was really sexy!
"Excuse me, but where am I?" he asked politely. His voice sounded weird.
"I don't know, Miss, since I don't know where I am?" answered the more conservatively dressed young woman.
The sexy one yelled. "Harry, Hermione, can you hear me?" Then she grabbed at her throat. "What in hell's with my voice?"
Harry had a bad feeling. He looked down at himself and almost fainted. He was a woman and a woman who didn't mind showing cleavage! Ron followed suit and then he fainted.
"Honestly, can't you two see what's happened?" asked Hermione with her usual impatience as she started bringing Ron around.
"Go ahead, you're dying to tell us!" muttered Ron, gingerly feeling his well padded rear as he rose off the floor.
"Somehow we've switched bodies with these three women. And I recognize them. Don't you Harry?"
He looked into the mirror at the sultry dark haired beauty he had somehow become. "We do look familiar."
"We're the Charmed Ones, Harry! The three witch sisters who fight demons and stuff in another world."
"Who?" asked Ron, elbowing Harry out of the way to see what he looked like in the mirror.
"That's right, Ron, you never watch Muggle television. "
Ron wasn't paying any attention. "WOW! By Merlin's beard do I look sexy!"
"RON!"
Ron did not turn away from the mirror. "Well I do!" He declared turning first one way and then another. "Wow! "
Hermione frowned with Piper's pretty face. "Honestly, Ron is that all you can do is stare at some underdressed hussy!"
Harry groaned musically. "I don't want to be a girl!" He noticed he was wearing heels and they hurt his feet. "How did this happen? And how do we get our bodies back?"
"Well we were taking flue powder to the common room –"
"This isn't the common room!" said Harry angrily.
Hermione ignored him. "But that shouldn't have put us in these bodies and in their world! "
"But it did! And double wow am I hot! "
Hermione felt like hitting Ron, but controlled herself.
"Ron you're the youngest sister, your name is Phoebe Halliwell. Your powers are for premonitions, but real ones not like Professor Trelawney. You also know marshal arts."
"You mean like the comic book hero, Martin Miggs the Mad Muggle?"
"Yes! Now Harry you are Prue – the oldest. Your magical power is the power to move things with your mind."
"Better than premonition, Ron!"
Ron glared and put his hands on his now shapely hips. "You always get the best stuff, Harry. What's yours, Hermione?"
"I can freeze things when I wave my hands, I'll show you. Harry, would you use your mind to lift that old trunk?"
Feeling ridiculous Harry instinctively squinted and to his amazement the trunk lifted and moved towards them.
"Take it up to the ceiling, now drop it, Harry."
Harry let it go and as it fell towards the floor. Hermione made a quick motion with her hands and it froze. Wonderingly both Harry and Ron approached it.
"Cool! " said Ron.
Harry shook himself free as the trunk finally clattered to the floor when Hermione in her strange and pretty body let it fall.
"OK, we kinda know you we are, but where are the charmed ones? And where are our real bodies?"
Harry could see Hermione's exasperated frown on Piper's pretty face.
"Honestly Harry, Ron. Isn't it obvious?"
The two shook their heads. It was weird to feel long hair.
"Since we're here and in their bodies. They must be at Hogwarts and in our bodies! Just think! This is a first. We might even be written up in a new edition of Hogwarts, a history!"
Harry said some words that Professor McGonagall would not have approved of! Then added.
"Why does every weird thing have to happen to me?" He found it somehow very easy to bitch in this new body!
To be continued