A/N
Hey all! First up I would like to thank those who took the effort to review on this fic. Thank you so, so much.
CharmingCharmed
Thanks so much for the compliment. I kept the 'P' tradition because the previous author thought that it was only appropriate to do so. And yes, I do have a beta but it's not official.
Wiccawhitewitchsmalltownguy
I give my thanks to you as well. The Book of Shadows is still filled with the writing and will be kept with Chris and Prue. I don't think there will be a second Power of Three as there are only two Halliwells alive in the present.
This chapter is rated T for language. I own nothing. The Salem magic was taken out from the TV Show The Adventures of Merlin.
The first thing that came into the siblings' vision was bright white light and lots of pillars.
Prue's P.O.V.
The moment Prue looked around and realised where she was, she let out a huge sigh and started her stream of swears consisting of every single vulgarity she could think of towards the Elders and received a few glares from Chris. Damn this telepathic and empathic connection, and what's worse was that she couldn't even block it off now.
-Flashback-
"You never used to block off the connection Prue. You used to treat it with such high respect- a reminder that your brothers would be there with you no matter what happens. What's wrong with this now? Don't... Don't change. I've had enough changes in my life. Please?" Chris pleaded, eyes full of desperation.
Shit. He sure knew how to hit her weak points. Why couldn't he understand how much the connection reminded her about Wyatt? His constant teasing through the link, his reminders of soccer matches, his stupid spells that would constantly backfire? However, there was a reason that tone was called her weak point. She sighed. "Fine." And of course she never broke the promises she makes, especially to her brothers. Well, at least most of the time she doesn't.
-End Flashback-
Ah well, let's see what those useless, pacifist, ill excuses of angels want this time.
"Christopher Halliwell, Prudence Melinda Halliwell, in light to current events, we have decided to assign you to..."
"Oh give me a break! We don't give a damn to whatever the Hell you want us to do today. We've just lost our entire family in a blow and you actually want us to do as you say when you did absolutely nothing to save them? You very well owe it to them God Dammit! They'd sacrificed so much for you guys and this is what they get in return? Well?" Prue shouted, unable to control her anger. After a few moments, one of them had finally summoned their guts to talk to her.
"I'm very sorry. What happened to your family was a great... loss. They were and would have continued being a great paragon of good." The Elder, Gabrielde stated.
Chris's P.O.V.
Chris winced internally. That was definitely the wrong thing to say to someone as hot-headed as Prudence, or even himself. She, after all was one of Piper Halliwell's children and was thus one of the two who inherited her temper.
"You guys don't get it do you?" Chris spoke in a really controlled tone that was obviously betraying his true emotions. "They weren't just a force of Good. They were our family. Even if they're all evil, they're still our family. And if not one of you could help us then, don't try to offer these fake condolences to help us now!" He exclaimed and the room temperature seemed to rise by a few degrees. Chris sighed loudly, running a hand through his hair, and after a few moments of awkward silence, the room temperature went back to normal.
"Wait!" the Elder Charity shouted from across the room as Chris and his sister were about to orb away. Charity was the only Elder up there that was almost like a family friend. "I think we should talk." She said, tilting her head to a nearby room. The two Halliwells reluctantly obliged and followed her into the empty room. She shut the door and turned around. "We really...really need to talk."
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Prue's P.O.V.
"Harry whatta?" She asked. Charity had just briefed them on everything they needed to know about Hogwarts and the Wizarding world and was giving them time to process the given information. Great, just bloody great. Now there's a wizard (She still thinks they're extinct) that is in danger of a big bad wolf called Voldemort and they want our help. 'What kind of stupid name is Voldemort? Heck even I would turn evil with a name like that.'
'You're already evil in the head Prudence'
'Who's asking you?'
'Well, since your thought came into my head...'
'Wait, so does that mean that I can block it from entering your head?'
'Haha, nice try.'
"Are you guys even listening to me? I said, his name's Harry Potter and you guys have to help us protect him. So will you guys help?" Charity asked. Does she really need to go there? There is no freaking way she, wait, they were gonna help her when she didn't even help them save their family. She's an Elder, she could have orbed all of them out for crying out loud.
"Of course." Chris said before Prue could refuse.
'Are you freaking kidding me?'
'Prue, I don't like the Elders as much as you do and trust me when I say that I'm in no hurry to help them.'
'Chris, maybe the event has addled your brains but I'm pretty sure that you've actually just agreed to help them.'
'Do you really want to go there? I'm not doing this for them. Harry Potter's an innocent. Do you really think I'm just gonna sit here and wait for him to die? Besides, didn't you hear what Charity said? This Voldemort guy is not gonna stop until he has ultimate power, and I'm pretty certain that that doesn't just mean Wizarding power.'
'So what you're trying to say is that he wants other powers too?'
'Duh, Sis. Duh.'
"Wait a minute, you said Harry's a wizard, but you used to say wizards are extinct. So... explanation?" She asked, cutting straight to the chase.
"Pay close attention, if you really want to know," Charity said, getting into her 'all-wisdom' tone. "There are three kinds of mortal magic wielders. One is Wicca, one is Wizarding, and the last one is Salem. I'm sure the two of you are familiar with Wicca. Wizarding is the form of magic where mortals use instruments like wands to channel their powers. They use Latin words as an incantation. Salem is ... you know, the kind of magic Merlin is known to use, the words like 'Tospringe'. They normally use words. As you guys know, Merlin, or Magic, is the only one who can use all three kinds of magic, even without a wand. Normal magical beings can only use one, or in very rare cases, two types of magic, depending on their ancestry." She finished. Wow, that was a long speech.
"What's that got to do with us again?" Chris asked and Prue could literally feel his confusion.
"We have been testing every single witches' blood to find the Wizarding part in them and we've found shocking results." She explained.
"What? All Wicca witches are Wizarding?" Chris asked.
"Unfortunately, no. We've found that the Charmed Ones Piper and Phoebe, as well as the cupid hybrids, the twice-blessed and the two of you are Wizarding." She said.
"What about Aunt Paige?" Chris asked.
"She and her chidren had not a single trace of Wizarding blood in them. We first thought that they were all squibs, but a whole family of squibs is completely unheard of. Then we started to think, what was the only thing that Paige differed in from her sisters? That was when we came up with..."
"Grandpa," The two Halliwells stated in unison.
