A/N: I was surprised to get such a quick response. This will be my primary story. A big thanks goes out to gimmeabreak, egastin77, golden wolf, and phoenix5143 for reviewing. I'll be sure the make Malfoy bad, and Cho will not be staying with Harry. I hate Cho.

"Sabrina, it's time to get up."

Sabrina opened her eyes slightly. She immediately went crashing down onto her bed. She had been levitating in her sleep again. It was something that had only started to happen now that she was sixteen. After she recovered from the shock of that awakening, she searched for the source of the voice. Salem was sitting at the end of her bed. "Salem, go away. What are you doing in the girl's dorm?"

"Waking you up, of course. Your mother couldn't come, so she sent me," he said.

"Ha ha. That's really funny."

"Why are you so annoyed about them being here?"

"We won't be able to go on our little adventures with mom and the aunts here."

"Were you planning on going after Voldemort?"

"No. I'm talking about using my magic for things. This year is going to be so dull."

"Are you kidding? The Charmed Ones attract all kinds of danger. You'll have tons of adventures."

"No, they'll have adventures. We'll be kept safe."

"I highly doubt that you four will stay safe. Trouble will find you."

"I don't know. Now shoo before I put a pink bow on your head."

He quickly scampered out. Sabrina glanced at the others. They were still sleeping. It wasn't too early, but she still could have slept in longer. Salem did this often. She had a sneaking suspicion that he was becoming more and more like a cat. He never slept at night, and he always woke her up at some ungodly hour. She would have to get back at him somehow.

Sighing, she rubbed her bleary eyes and stretched. She knew that she wouldn't be getting back to sleep any time soon. She didn't much feel like getting ready, so she opted to look through her personal spell book. Over the years, she had created many incantations and spells. She had written them all within the pages of the leather bound book. The pages were currently blank, but that changed once she pressed her hand against the cover. You could never be too careful, especially with people like Malfoy around. Her writing appeared. She flipped to a random page. It happened to be the page where Phoebe had listed one of her favorite spells.

The Skip It! Spell- whenever you run into a question that you'd like to avoid, simply use this spell. Maintain eye contact with the other person. Twirl your index finger in a counter-clockwise circle and whisper 'skip it, let it go, skip it, you don't want to know'. The person will immediately move onto another subject.

Sabrina smirked wryly. She had used that spell quite a few times before. Unfortunately, it didn't work on those in her family. It was one of the many Halliwell quirks. It seemed that those quirks were becoming more numerous because of the fact that she was getting closer to gaining her witch's license. She hoped that she would be safer now that she was at Hogwarts. Of course, with her family around, things couldn't be certain.

She skimmed another page.

The Too Much Spell- a quick spell to help relieve stress and anxiety. If the world is pressing down on you, sit in lotus position. Close your eyes and say 'this stuff is too much, I can't take it now, give me a breath, any way anyhow'. While things won't be taken away, the emotions will.

She dog-marked the page, sensing that the days ahead would not be very easy. When she added it all up – her family, her vision, her friends – things were leaning towards the dangerous zone. And she hadn't even included the expected variable, though the variable would likely turn out to be something completely unexpected. That sort of thing always came up sooner or later. What will the 'x' be this time?

She didn't have time to think about that. The others were getting up, so it was time for her to get ready. Her head hurt from wondering so much. She hadn't slept well the previous night either. Her dreams had been filled with images of insanely impossible things, such as normality within her life. Those dreams usually made her wake up to figure out if they were the reality. They never were.

"Hello? Earth to Sabrina."

Sabrina suddenly realized that Hermione had been talking to her. She had scarcely noticed that she was now down in the common room, ready to face the day.

"You in there?" Hermione asked.

"Not really. Physically I'm awake, but mentally I'm asleep," Sabrina responded.

"I see."

"What was it you were saying?"

"I was saying how exciting it will be to be taught by the Charmed Ones."

"For the life of me, I cannot understand why you have a fascination with the entire Warren-Halliwell family." That was actually how they had become friends. Hermione had recognized her and had struck up a conversation. After that, there was no separating them.

"You all not only get to have wandless magic, you also get extra powers that no other witch or wizard can have. You fight all these evil creatures, and you always win. How could that not be interesting?"

"Well, it is interesting, but it's also scary at times."

"That would still be the same if you didn't have your powers. You do live with Harry. Speaking of him…" She smiled mischievously, which was a rare thing for Hermione. "Hmm?"

"Hmm what?"

"Have you two realized your feelings for each other?"

"Have you and Ron?"

"I do not like Ron."

"Then I don't like Harry."

"Are you saying that your relationship with Harry depends completely on my nonexistent relationship with Ron?"

"You know, you really have a way with words. Harry is not interested in me, but Ron is very interested in you. I know that you like him. Just go for it."

"You're trying to distract me."

"Is it that obvious? I thought I was covering rather well."

"I don't like Ron."

"Yes, you do."

"Well why don't you go for it?"

"Harry is currently too occupied with sucking the lips off of Cho to notice the world around him, let alone me. I'm not going to try to pry those two apart. I'm happy with Harvey. He notices me."

Hermione didn't get a chance to respond, for a man suddenly appeared beside them. Sabrina jumped and tried to freeze him, but she couldn't.

"Sabrina Halliwell, I presume."

"No, Dr. Livingston. Who are you? Where did you come from?" The man seemed to be in his twenties. He had dark skin and was wearing vibrant clothes.

"I'm your quizmaster. I'm here to help you master your powers."

"Oh, a quizmaster," Hermione, also known as the human encyclopedia, said. "I've read about quizmasters in the history of the Other Realm."

"Other Realm? You must be the variable. Well, sorry to disappoint you, but I'm already being taught by several teachers."

"Those teachers won't be able to teach you how to turn yourself into the elements."

"Okay…"

"I just came to introduce myself. I'll be back soon." He disappeared.

"Umm… That was weird. I think I'll ask Uncle Leo about that." She shook her head. "Where are those boys?"

"I don't know, but they're going to be late."

Sabrina looked at her, eyebrow raised.

"Oops. I forgot that you can stop time and that you have the same schedule as them."

"I thought you never forgot anything."

"Hey, I'm not perfect."

"Sure, prefect."

Hermione gave her a look.

"I said prefect."

"Arguing again?" Harry and Ron had finally come down.

"No. What took you so long?"

"Part of the room was frozen. It took a while to wear off," Harry said.

"Oh. Sorry about that. A quizmaster surprised me. I'll explain later."

* * * *

Vierran didn't like the situation at all. There was something very wrong on Earth. She hadn't yet viewed the stats of Earth, but she could feel that something was off. It was an eerie feeling, and though she logically couldn't be sure that something was wrong, she somehow was. It wasn't like her feeling was justified; Earth had been doing quite well as of late. Still, she couldn't shake the sense that something big was brewing on Earth. Since she was the Second Reigner, she needed to find out the facts.

Vierran, we need to have a meeting.

She wasn't surprised to hear Mordion's voice in her head. I'll be right there, she responded. She headed to the meeting area swiftly. The other Reigners, Martellian, Arthur, and Fitela, were already there. "What happened on Earth?"

"A new power of darkness is arising," Martellian informed her.

"A new Source?"

"He doesn't claim that title, but his powers are certainly growing. They will soon equal those of the Source," Mordion responded. "It's the Cian Master. He threatens the entire network of worlds."

"Will the Charmed Ones be able to handle him?"

"I believe so, but we'll have to monitor them closely. We won't interfere unless we are forced to." The last Reigners had not dealt with Earth while the Source had gained his powers. The Charmed Ones had been able to handle him, but it had been a close call. Vierran was quite relieved that those Reigners were dead. "If we lose them, the results could be disastrous."

"But we'll make sure that doesn't happen," Arthur said reassuringly.

"Doesn't that wizard factor into this? Voldefort?" She could never remember those ridiculous Earth names, despite the fact that the Bannus had made her into an Earthling for a short time.

"Voldemort He could prove to be a distraction, but Harry Potter will be able to kill him. He has been trained by the Charmed Ones. He can't fail."

"I certainly hope so."

* * * *

"You mean to tell me that I have to pass an elements test?" Sabrina questioned Salem. It came out more like an accusation, but she didn't mind.

"Yes. You have to turn yourself into all four elements," he said through a mouthful of bacon.

"That's impossible."

"It's perfectly possible. I was able to do it."

"But what's the point?"

"It's far more useful that you would expect."

"I'm going to protest this."

"How?"

Her friends were watching her with amusement. She didn't notice.

"I'll… I'll misuse my magic!"

"One: that will only get you in trouble. Two: that won't help once you solve the family secret."

"Is that a hint? And what does it mean?"

"It means that your actions will-" His mouth suddenly transformed into a zipper.

Sabrina scowled and unzipped his mouth. "I'm guessing that mom put a spell on you so that you wouldn't drop any hints."

"Then I'm glad that I chewed a hole in her sweater!"

"That was you?"

"Er…"

Up at the teacher's table, Phoebe eyed Piper and Paige. "You two are nervous."

"Aren't you?" Paige had hardly eaten anything.

"No. We've taught Sabrina, Chris, and Wyatt for a long time. How is this any different?"

"We're not related to all these kids, and they aren't all very nice."

"You can't handle eleven-year-olds?"

"Most of my students will not be eleven."

"Paige, you're way older than them."

"I'm not way older," she interrupted indignantly.

"You can handle them. So can you, Piper."

"I know, but it's still different. I can't believe I'm teaching Potions."

"Well I can't believe that I'm teaching History of Magic," Prue said with certain disdain. "None of the students will tune in."

"So spice it up. You're good at that sort of thing." She turned to Piper and Paige. "You two stop worrying, and Prue, you know how to grab attention."

"I feel like my post as older sister is being threatened."

"None of us could ever replace you, Prue. Especially not me."

"I see that you're not worried about Divination."

She shrugged. "There's not much to teach in the area. You either have the gift or you don't."

"That's not what the Ministry believes. They have certain standards," Piper pointed out.

"I'll teach what they want me to teach, but I'm going to make it clear that none of this will be assured. Who will argue with me?"

Prue was quite proud of her sisters. They had come a long way over the years. Phoebe had definitely made the most dramatic improvement. She had once been a renegade with no goals in life. Now she was a loving mother with a steady job and a clear outlook on life. Prue couldn't help but feel that it was at least partly because of her influence.

"I am worried about the boys, though," Piper said, looking at her sons.

"They're going to be fine," Prue said soothingly. "We're here, and we're going to protect them."

Piper nodded slightly, lost in thought. The Cian Master and the Source were the only two demons that had come close to killing the Charmed Ones. The Cian Master had even managed to capture both Phoebe and Piper. He had been ready to kill them when Prue and Paige rescued them. That was something that they didn't plan on telling Sabrina, Wyatt, and Chris, not while the Cian Master was still around. They didn't want them to worry. In particular, Sabrina tended to worry about her cousins. Like Prue, she was well suited for the role of the eldest. She was kind of like a combination of Phoebe and Prue. It was rather strange, but it worked.

"I think Salem just discovered our little spell." Paige motioned towards Salem. "How long does it take for his mouth to return to normal?"

"I don't think we put a time limit on it," said Phoebe.

"Oh well." 

"Stop laughing!" Sabrina scowled at her so-called friends. "I can't see anything funny in this situation."

"You're cute when you get annoyed. And it is funny. You're acting like the entire world is being placed on your shoulders." Harry smirked at her.

She was rather at a loss for words. Cute? Did her just call me cute? Maybe he…

That thought was canceled out before she could even finish it, for just then, Cho walked up and put her hand possessively on Harry's arm. Jealousy flared up in Sabrina.

"Morning, Harry," Cho purred. "I was wondering if-"

Sabrina abruptly got up. "I think I left something up in the dorm," she said loudly and left.

What was that all about? Harry wondered. He knew Sabrina well, and it wasn't like her to act like that. He shrugged it off and turned his attention to Cho.

Why does she always have to show up? She always hangs all over him. It's disgusting. She acts like she has no self-control. She just airs her emotions to everyone around her, and she would do anything to get attention. She was seething with anger. After all that Cho had done to Harry, he had still let her come back. It was clear that they weren't meant to be together. They aren't suited for each other at all! Harry should be with someone else… like me. Come on, Sabrina. Don't give yourself false hope. Hope and disappointment go together, especially when it comes to Harry.

She gradually became aware of the fact that she was wandering the halls. Somehow she had ended up far from where she needed to be. She glanced around to see if anyone was around. The coast was clear. She shimmered to the dungeons. This year, she had Potions first. That fact was far easier to face now that Piper was her teacher instead of Snape. I guess there are some advantages to having them here.

You seem troubled.

Sabrina whirled around. She had heard a girl's voice, but it seemed as though it had been coming from inside her head. That was supported by the fact that she was all alone in the hall. "Who said that?" As there was no response, she decided to ask in her head. Who said that?

I am the Shadow. You are the Watcher, aren't you? The girl sounded like she was young, but there was a strong hint of crone-like wisdom to it.

Sabrina had never been called the Watcher before, but it felt right to her. It was what she often did, after all.  Yes, I am, and I think I'm going crazy.

You're not going crazy, the Shadow said calmly. I'm real.

If that's true, then I must using telepathy. But I don't have that power.

I don't have telepathy either.

Then what is this?

I don't know, but I'll find out.

All at once, the voice was gone. Sabrina was filled with confusion. Was she getting a new power? Was she simply going crazy? She didn't know.

"It's time to get to our classes," Prue said.

"Bring it on," said Phoebe. "This Divination class is going to be different. I'm not going to teach like that fake did." She had a particular distaste for Trelawney. She demeaned the title of psychic. She was an embarrassment for all those in the psychic community.

"I'm going to be teaching the fifth year Gryffindors first," said Paige. "I'm not sure if having Wyatt there will make things harder or easier."

"Well I have both Harry and Sabrina in my first lesson, and I have that Malfoy boy that Sabrina warned me about. With Potions, you don't have to teach much, but-"

"But nothing. If the students get annoying, just blow something up and tell them that's what will happen if you blow your stack."

"Interesting approach, Pheebs."

"Hey, it'd work. I have a feeling that all the students will fear and respect us. We've killed tons of demons and we were aurors."

"I must admit that you do have a point," Prue said.

"This is going to be a piece of cake."

"Sabrina is probably already at the dungeons," Hermione concluded. "Let's just get down there and check."

"Why would she bother to wait there? She could just shim-"

"Ron, you are so tactless! You know that you're not supposed to mention that stuff while other people can hear."

"Geez, Sabrina's turning into Lupin."

"What on Earth are you talking about?"

"They both have big secrets, though Lupin's secret isn't so secret anymore."

"Just shut it, Ron."

"Well put, Harry. Let's go." Hermione picked up her bag. It seemed heavier and lumpier than usual, but she ignored that and led the way to the dungeons. "I was right," she said triumphantly.

"Way to be humble, Herm," Ron remarked.

She hit him lightly. She immediately saw that Sabs looked kind of weirded out. "What's up?"

"Nothing. I just… well, never mind." She shook her head and went into the dungeons.

They sat and Hermione opened her bag. What was that black thing? She lifted it up to find that it was Salem. "Salem! What are you doing in my bag?"

"I don't like walking long distances, and I wanted to see the sisters teach," he replied.

"That's fine, but I am not going to carry you around to the rest of my classes."

Salem pouted, but Hermione stood her ground.

"If you want it so much, you can haul yourself around."

Within a short while, class began. "Good morning and welcome to Advanced Potions. I am Professor Halliwell. You'll probably be throwing that name around a lot today."

Well, Aunt Piper is better than Snape… way better.

"Today you'll be making a potion that can be used to incapacitate an opponent. Unlike the other potions you've created before, this potion doesn't need to be ingested. It can simply be thrown at your target. The supplies are in the cabinet, and the instructions are on the board." She pointed her finger and the instructions appeared. "If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."  

Though I do wonder what happened to him. I'll have to ask them later. Sabrina, of course, was quite good at making potions. She was familiar with this potion and could make it with her eyes closed. Hmm… that sounds like a nice challenge… But she didn't want to show off like that, and it wouldn't help her aunt at all. She settled for making up the potion the old fashioned way.

The period flew by quickly, and it was largely uneventful. The only situation that arose occurred at the end, when Malfoy tried to knock over Harry's bottled potion. Piper froze it using her catlike reflexes.

"I'd be more careful next time, Mr. Malfoy. This is a high quality potion. It would be a shame if it had been wasted," Piper told him.

For the first time ever, Potions class had been enjoyable. Yes, there are definite advantages.

The nerves Piper had felt before had now dissipated. Phoebe was right. This is nothing, she thought and smiled.

A/N: bonus points to anyone who knows where I got my chapter titles.