A/N: As always I do not own Harry Potter or Charmed. They both belong to two wonderful writers called Constance M. Burge, and J.K. Rowling. I just borrow the characters and use my own imagination to write. Sorry for the long wait, work and life got in the way as always, although most of this I did write while I was at work. Hogwarts

Paige felt herself being pulled down the long corridor, since the last encounter with the "badger" kids, as she had named them. She hadn't seen a single soul around. The place felt almost deserted at the moment; she hadn't even seen a cat or a spider or any other type of animal. She thought for a moment that the elders had just sent her on a wild goose chase, and that there was no one here at all. But then she remembered the "badger" kids again and she doubted they were ghosts or something of the sort. Then there was the pull she kept feeling, and it kept pulling her farther along the corridor. Paige had only felt this type of pull once, and that had been when she was reunited with her father.

The pull kept feeling stronger to her with each step she took; she then arrived at another intersection. To the right was a corridor that led to an exit, the windows on that side showed a cottage and forest in the distance and closer to this endless castle was a large array of greenhouses. To the left was another hallway that seemed to lead into the castle even farther. Ahead of her seemed to be a lot of staircases leading every which way. Paige concentrated on what way to go, she turned reluctantly left as the pull was much stronger that way, she sighed she had really wanted to go straight. After passing several doorways and not feeling any urge to go through them she finally spotted some people up ahead of her, better yet she felt herself being pulled toward them.

They were six kids in the corridor, and not all of them seemed to be on friendly terms, it seemed more three on three. One of them she thought must be her charge, she could feel it. She was getting to the point were she could start to hear their conversation now, they were arguing about something. She could distinctly hear the words "muggle", "mudlbood", and what sounded like "dementor" whatever any of those words meant, she doubted they were good things.

Paige was 10 feet away when any one actually noticed her, and it was the only girl in the group to do so, a dark curly haired girl about 13 years of age. She stopped two of the boys beside her from their yelling match with one very mad looking bright yellow haired boy, and it was he who addressed her.

"Who are you?" He asked distastefully.

"My name is Paige Halliwell, this is Hogwarts isn't it?" She asked all six of them hoping to get a straight answer out from one of them.

"Of course you're at Hogwarts, where else would you be? What are you, brainwashed or something?" The blonde kid asked.

"No, I wasn't brainwashed," Paige stated very clearly, "I just wasn't sure about where I was." Paige was beginning to not like this kid at all.

"Then what are you, a muggle?" The kid said like it was the worst thing to be. Before Paige could pipe up however the dark haired girl did.

"Malfoy you know perfectly well that isn't possible, muggles can't get in the castle, it's protected so they can't see it." She stated as if she were reading from a book. Paige was just dumbfounded at this point trying to figure out what they were talking about, it sounded almost like a foreign language to her.

"Then let's test that theory." He sneered back as he took out what appeared to be a wand. "Expellimarius" he yelled out. Out of thin air appeared a giant force of nothingness coming at her. On instinct Paige orbed out and a few seconds later orbed back where she had stood before. When she orbed back however the looks on their faces had all changed to one of pure shock. For a minute they were all totally quiet trying to figure out who she exactly was friend or foe.

"I'm going to go find a teacher" the girl said quickly to the two boys, one a red head like Paige, and one with dark unruly hair, and ran off. The boy the girl had called Malfoy and his two dark haired companions who to Paige looked more like big burly guards just stared at her wondering what else she could do. The other two nicer looking boys were more looking at her in wonderment. Obviously they had never seen anyone orb before.

"How did you do that?" The dark unruly haired boy finally asked her breaking the silence at last.

"Orb? Oh it's one of my abilities that I inherited from my father." Paige explained hoping to get on their good side.

"And how exactly do you get that ability?" Malfoy asked.

"To be able to have the ability to orb you have to die first." She said, she could almost see the gears turning in his mind suddenly stop at that prospect. A small "oh" escaped his mouth.

"Wait a second. How is that possible?" The red haired kid asked.

"It's a little complicated." She said smiling.

"Of course it would have to be; any challenging piece of magic is complicated." Malfoy said in a matter of fact tone.

"Oh, shut up Malfoy," the dark haired kid yelled.

"Oh and you're going to make me, are you, Potter?" He asked evilly.

"Wait a second did you say Potter?" Paige asked, in her head she was thinking, "yes, it's not the blonde, or any of his goons for that matter."

"Yes, you're meeting the great Harry Potter, Ms. Halliwell," Malfoy said while pointing and waving at Harry as if he were modeling a piece of furniture. Before he could go on with his theatrics however a very stern and wizened voice popped up from behind them.

"That will be enough, Mr. Malfoy." Malfoy stopped right away. Paige turned around as an old man with a large white beard approached them with the girl from before in tow. "And who, may I ask, are you?" He said addressing Paige, more out of a concerned tone then an angry one.

"My name is Paige Halliwell." She informed him.

"Ahh…I see, I was wondering when you would arrive." He said with a glint in his eye looking over her as if to see if she was good enough.

"You were expecting me then? She asked, at this point she wasn't sure if anyone knew who or what she was. In the magical community she belonged to everyone had heard of the Halliwells or the Charmed Ones.

"Of course, the Elders themselves told me to expect you." He informed her.

"The Elders, you know the Elders? Wait, then you must be Professor Dumbledore. Leo told me a little about you." She told him glad at last to have met someone she knew.

"Yes, I know the Elders. I know Leo too, a very kind Whiteligher if I've ever met one. He's your Whitelighter, isn't he?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes he is. How do you know that?" She asked him.

"Why, my dear, it is my job to know everything and everyone involved in magic." He said with a glint in his eye and a smile. Paige smiled, she knew immediately she was going to like this guy. "Well I suppose since Harry doesn't have any classes right now you can get to know him a bit more. Harry at this point was looking very confused as to all of the words to him that sounded like another language all together. 'What exactly was an Elder and a Whitelighter?' He thought to himself.

"Harry," Dumbledore spoke up getting Harry back to the present. "I would like to meet your new protector and Whitelighter, Paige Halliwell." He said pointing to Paige.

"My what?" Harry asked out loud, unsure of what was going on exactly. Everyone else had a confused look on their face, including Hermione who was trying to figure out if she had read anything about them somewhere.

"Oh dear," Professor Dumbledore said, "This is going to take some explaining to do, this way." He instructed Harry and Paige who followed, leading them down further into the castle down the corridor.

A/N: Well that's chapter 2 I hope you all liked it. Thanks to my reviewers from the last chapter and to my beta reader Lenora for editing this for me. I will update when I can, but only if people review, so please review. In a week I go back to college so schedules have to be flexible as always.