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Chapter 8:

Two weeks had gone by since the new term at Hogwarts started and Narcissa dearly missed her son. The Malfoys situation hadn't quite settled in until now, being far away from Britain and the war. Lucius noted that his wife seemed lonely now that she was unable to partake in the usual tea gatherings for the pureblooded woman, and if it weren't for the listening charm, then his lovely wife would have fallen prey to utter boredom.

Severus was a constant visitor when he didn't have any dunderheads to teach at night and most weekends, but Lucius knew that he and Narcissa must begin building a life in San Francisco, at least until the war had come to its closure. Since the Spencer Wedding, Albus hadn't stopped by; although he did mention that he would sometime in the near future.

In all actuality, Lucius was seriously considering allowing the Order of the Phoenix to use his manor as Headquarters, only for the fact of filling up the empty manor and conversing with witches and wizards other than Narcissa and Severus.

"Are you alright, dear? You've been quiet all morning?" Narcissa asked in concern.

"Hmm. Oh, nothing my love. Just wondering how Draco is doing at Hogwarts now that our neutrality is known," Lucius smoothly replied. Narcissa smiled softly and placed a dainty hand over his larger one, "Don't fret dear. Draco can take care of himself, and he has Blaise by his side."

Just then, the voices of the Halliwell sisters echoed around them, filling in the silence with their usual morning routine, noticing that it had changed slightly now that the handyman, Leo, was constantly around the four sisters.

Narcissa giggled, "Piper and Phoebe are fighting over Leo. They are both interested in him," she revealed.

Lucius scoffed, "I do not see what the appeal is in winning the affections of a handyman," he said archly, "Thank Merlin, Pandora has more sense."

Narcissa pierced her husband with a disappointed glare, "Well, for starters, Pandora is dating a doctor. Don't judge Lucius dear, it is unbecoming." They grew silent upon hearing Prue and Pandora argue with Phoebe.

"I think that Piper likes Leo," Prue stated.

"What's not to like? He's a great guy," Phoebe retorted sounding completely nonchalant.

Pandora's musical laughter filled the terrace, "Oh, God. Forget it Prue. You'd have more success arguing with the wall. It's classical Phoebe."

"Woah, hey, wait a minute, Pan. Define that?" Phoebe insisted in an offensive tone, but Prue shot back with a snappy, "I think you know."

"Oh, now we're back to that?" Pandora groaned loudly.

"Okay. Look Prue, I think we need to put some major closer on this or we're gonna be in rocking chairs slurping oatmeal out of rubber spoons and I'm still gonna hear about Roger-"the Malfoys heard new footsteps, depicting Piper joining them and Phoebe hurriedly said, "Piper, am I a boyfriend thief?"

There wasn't even a pause for Piper to answer with a, "Totally." Narcissa looked deeply amused as she took a slow sip of her tea while Lucius rolled his eyes, groaning in annoyance at the conversation they were eavesdropping into.

Pandora's amused voice boomed out, "I seem to recall a Billy Wilson Piper kept complaining about you stealing."

"Billy Wil … Eighth grade Billy Wilson?" Phoebe gasped in outrage.

"You kissed him at homecoming," Piper said accusingly.

"No I did not kiss him at homecoming. I was … helping him find a contact lens," Phoebe weakly articulated, and both Malfoys instantly located the lie in her nervous tone.

Piper snorted loudly, "Oh please. You were all over him with your breasts all … whatever."

"I didn't even have breasts back then," Phoebe retorted.

Prue laughed out loud before saying, "Oh come on, Pheebs. You and Pandora ALWAYS had breasts."

"Hey! Don't bring me into this," Pandora snapped, but she sounded amused. Lucius on the other hand, was not; he groaned loudly and covered his ears, glaring at a tittering Narcissa whose eyes were gleaming with hilarity.

After hearing Prue leave, Piper hesitantly spoke, "So you know … it's not like either one of us has a problem finding guys."

"Absolutely," Phoebe answered instantly.

"So we can just consider this a friendly competition," Piper mused.

"Sibling rivalry," Phoebe simplified, and Piper immediately retorted, "War."

"Oh no, no no no. you two stop it. Leo is just a guy, you two are sisters, and-"the footsteps of Piper and Phoebe departing could be heard in the middle of Pandora's speech, "… and I'm talking to myself. Those two are crazy," she muttered to herself.

Narcissa smirked, "This ought to be interesting."

Lucius sighed and rubbed his temples in an agonizingly slow fashion, "Only you, Cissa dear, would enjoy overhearing two sisters depict fighting over a handyman as war."

***P4***

Pandora had just donned on her dress and added the finishing touches to her makeup when the doorbell rang. Frowning, she checked the time and noted that Conner was half an hour early in picking her up for their date. The blonde celebrity quickly smoothed out her curls, turned off her curling iron and put on her Louis Vuitton pumps before elegantly descending the stairs only to pause in her tracks upon seeing some strange teenage girl sitting on the couch with…

"Oh my God, Kit! Kit's back, did you find her?" Pandora asked the dark-haired girl, noticing her odd gothic ensemble and vivid black lipstick with distaste.

"Uh, yeah," the girl's black eyes widened significantly when she held eye contact with the gorgeous Halliwell celebrity, "I was just saying that I found one of your flyers and poof, there she was. Like magic."

"Huh," Pandora scrutinized the girl, something about her raised alarm bells and brought upon major feelings of distrust, but she simply waved it away and reached out for her clutch, "Let me pay you… you know the reward for bringing Kit." She handed out fifty dollars, "Is fifty enough?"

"Um, it's okay, I don't want your money," the girl quickly replied. But Pandora wouldn't take no for an answer, "I insist. Keep it, kid." The girl awkwardly smiled and hesitantly took the paper bill, placing it in her pocket.

Piper returned with a bowl of milk, "She must be starving, here you go Kit."

"Oh, I fed her," the girl said instantly.

Phoebe frowned in confusion and sat beside the girl, "I thought you said you just found her."

"I did," the girl backtracked, garnering a suspicious look from Pandora, "Oh, um, a couple of hours ago, I mean."

"And she didn't try to scratch you?" Piper asked, impressed.

Pandora sat in the opposite armchair and casually smoothed out her dress, "What did you say your name was again?"

"Aviva."

At that moment, Leo approached them, "You know, I'll take the flyers down tomorrow. Let me uh, clean up before the movie-, woah, Pandora, you look … you look great. Really nice," his green eyes sparkled admiringly toward Pandora who was inwardly grinning at the vehement glares Piper and Phoebe were shooting her.

"Thanks Leo. Got a hot date tonight," Pandora winked, prompting Leo's face to redden.

"Wait, you guys aren't going out are you?" Aviva nervously asked, "I mean, you just got your cat back."

Pandora glared at Aviva, "What's your point? Kit isn't exactly a month old baby; she can take care of herself and is in no need of babying." Aviva's mouth snapped shut, but her onyx eyes glared at the youngest Halliwell in a hostile demeanor.

Before the ambience could turn even sourer, Prue and Andy entered the parlor, both of them staring at Aviva in confusion. Pandora beamed at Andy and engulfed him in a tight hug while Prue glared at Piper and Phoebe, "I thought we all had plans tonight?"

"Aviva just found our cat for us," Phoebe beamed, trying to recover the hostile atmosphere Pandora created. Prue smiled and began digging in through her purse, but Pandora's hand held hers firmly, "I already gave her fifty bucks, Prue."

Prue nodded slowly, "Okay, well then, thank you Aviva-"

Aviva shot up from the couch, "We need to talk."

"About what?" Prue and Pandora intoned, unable to hide the annoyance from their tone and stance.

"About Wicca," Aviva concisely said. The Halliwell sisters visibly stiffened, gaping wide-eyed at the smug girl, but before any more words could escape her black-painted lips, Piper and Phoebe began laughing nervously, dragging her to the front door.

"Andy, Leo why don't you two, chat. Yeah, chat amongst yourselves," Pandora smiled, hiding her nerves behind her impressive acting mask.

Aviva yanked her hands from their grip and stubbornly said, "I'm … not leaving. Don't you understand? I'm one of you." She then pointed her index finger at the popcorn in Andy's hand, which instantly rose and made popping sounds.

"NO!" Piper yelled, holding up both hands and freezing the occupants of the house. Aviva smirked and began strutting around the frozen Andy and Leo, "Very cool."

Piper stared at her three flabbergasted sisters in bafflement and pointed an accusing finger at the smug Aviva, "Um, wait. You didn't … she didn't … you didn't freeze?!"

"That's because I'm a witch too," Aviva spoke up as though it were the most obvious answer in the world, "Look, I just want to be friends."

"Friends don't come barging into other people's house, try to blow up things and rudely insist to stay," Pandora sneered, crossing her arms and glaring at the little witch.

A frazzled Piper shushed her, waving her arms frantically, "Uh, guys, we have about twenty seconds until they unfreeze!"

"How did you find out about us?" Phoebe asked curiously.

"I'm gonna need more than twenty seconds for that," Aviva scoffed. Piper held eye contact with a suspicious Prue, "We really need to move things along, Prue."

Nodding, Prue grabbed Aviva's hand, "Ok. You need to leave here now."

"What?" Aviva gasped, "A… why?"

"Why? WHY?" Pandora had had enough, and Prue, Piper and Phoebe winced, knowing that once the bubbly, hyperactive and youngest Halliwell who barely got mad yelled, then things were really bad. Pandora grabbed Aviva's hand and pulled her toward the open front door, "Aviva was it? We thank you for returning Kit, and we have given you a reward. But you are in OUR house, and we don't know who the hell you are. What? You thought because you are a witch, then we'd welcome you with open arms and invite you to a Witches Book-Club Meeting every Saturday night? This is the real world, and we Halliwells aren't the freakin' Brady Bunch! Now leave!"

"But, but, I'm one of you!" Aviva stomped her foot, and if looks could kill Pandora would be six feet under.

Pandora sneered at her, prompting the teenage witch to flinch, "Do you think we are daft? Good god, kid. Word of advice, if you want to survive, then you shouldn't be willing to dole out trust like free candy on Halloween. How did you find out we were witches? What ancestry of witches did you descend from? Are you a good witch or an evil one? All those questions make you suspicious and our actions, especially me keeping you at bay, has helped us survive. Now, leave, don't make us use our powers on you," Pandora threatened.

The whole time, her three older sisters stood at the back, unwilling to interfere. It was a very well-known fact that even though Pandora Halliwell was extremely laidback and didn't have a hostile bone in her body, when she got mad and when it came to protecting her family, she was explosive, volatile and a tempestuous bitch, and it didn't bode well for anyone to interfere when she was in the middle of her incensed rants.

Aviva glared daggers at Pandora for a moment before pointing her finger at the rented videotape in Prue's hand, but before she could release her powers and burn the tape, Pandora held out her hand, a bright neon shield enfolding the four sisters. Pandora's temper had reached its limit, depicted by the huge blast that hit the shield, throwing Aviva out the front door.

"Never use your powers on us again, otherwise it would be the last thing you do. Friend my ass! You should really see someone about your social skills," Pandora spat, slamming the door hard in Aviva's sullen face.

"Woah, your power of deflection is growing Pan," Prue gasped; usually when Pandora deflected, whatever came in contact with her shield bounced back lightly, but this time, the power was so intense it hurled Aviva out the door.

Phoebe bit her lip nervously, "Pandora, you didn't have to be so rude. She's just a girl-"

"Pheebs, I love you," Pandora swiftly interjected, "And because I love you, I'm gonna tell you the ugly truth; you're too trusting for your own good. We don't know this Aviva, I mean; she shows up out of the blue and demands to befriend us? Come on! We tell her to leave and she uses her powers on us? Either she's a spoilt brat unable to deal with rejection, or she's up to something and us kicking her out didn't align well with her future plans."

Piper, ever the peacemaker, gently said, "She did find Kit for us…"

"Yeah, and I'd bet you anything that little arsonist stole her in the first place," Prue snapped, vehemently portraying that she was on Pandora's side in this argument.

"Besides, we gave her fifty bucks as a reward, that's more than enough. If she innocently found Kit, then that would have been more than enough," Pandora retorted.

Just then, Andy and Leo unfroze and the popcorn burst out filtering the room. Leo began scoping the room in confusion, "Uh, where is Aviva?"

"She left," Prue shrugged; the doorbell rang, saving the sisters from coming up with an excuse of Aviva's sudden departure and Pandora's face radiated with happiness, all anger diminished from her features.

"Well, that's Connor. Prue, Andy, have fun, enjoy your movie and don't do anything I wouldn't do," she winked, prompting Andy to flush slightly and Prue to mock-glare in amusement at the innuendo. Connor pecked her lips affectionately, and Pandora yelled back, "Don't wait up!"

***P4***

In a dark and dingy room, where the walls were painted all black, candles littered the room in a circle, encompassing a dark-haired girl who was staring red-rimmed eyes at the floor-length mirror, clenching and unclenching her fists, depicting the young girl's intense anger.

"You said if I brought them back their cat-"

"Was it the oldest?" a gentle voice spoke from inside the mirror, "Was it Prue that sent you away?"

"No, yes, no! Prue sent me away, but Pandora, the youngest threw me out and she was suspicious of me from the second she laid eyes on me," Aviva complained.

The blonde woman in the mirror cocked her head sideways in confusion, "The youngest? I know that Pandora matches Prue's strength in potent power, the soul of the Charmed Ones. Tell me about her."

"She's a celebrity. A famous actress who's rising every month worldwide," Aviva groused out.

"An actress," Kali gasped, eyes wide, "Avoid her. She must have read your act immediately as she was trained to do so. She must be skilled in detecting duplicity. You must separate them. Together they're Charmed. Impenetrable."

Aviva ducked her head and in a weak voice, mumbled, "But what if they don't want me?"

Kali's face morphed into one of fake sympathy, "Phoebe will. In her own way. She's searching for someone to relate to. Someone to share her witchcraft with… what's the problem?" she asked, taking note that Aviva looked uncertain all of a sudden.

"I… I don't know," Aviva whispered.

Kali glared at her, looking menacing and dropping her maternal visage, "You're the one that came to me, remember? You're the one who wanted … sisters."

"I know. I want a family," Aviva hurriedly assured her, "I don't have anybody. …What do you get out of it? I mean, you know, you never really said…" she trailed off nervously.

"Halliwell magic is old and powerful, and I want it," Kali stated reverently, "And since they're new to the craft, if I'm ever going to get it, it has to be now … through you. Just do as I say Aviva. Make Phoebe convent your power, avoid Prue and especially Pandora, and we'll both get what we want."

***P4***

"Finally I am able to take a break from the insufferable dunderheads," Severus huffed, courteously accepting the cup of tea from Narcissa.

"How's Draco, Severus? Are any of the Slytherins or Potter giving him any trouble?" Lucius instantly asked, conveying utmost concern. Narcissa ignored the Halliwells' voices echoing around the terrace, diverting her attention toward Severus, worried for her son.

Severus sniffed in disdain, dusting imaginary lint from his sleeve, "Potter and Granger have grown amicable to him; they have obviously been informed by the Order about your switch in alliance. The youngest Weasley boy merely ignores him, but mostly due to Potter's badgering. The Slytherins mainly ignore all conversation about the Dark Lord; however Parkinson, Crabbe and Goyle have taken to avoiding him, something Draco is ecstatic about. He spends all his time with Zabini, Nott, the eldest Greengrass and Davis, her best friend."

"All neutral families, except for young Theodore," Narcissa concluded, her eyebrows arched in suspicion.

"Yes, well, between us," Severus' eyes flickered warningly at both Malfoys, who nodded at once, "Young Nott wants nothing to do with the Dark Lord. He came to me at the beginning of the term begging for protection against his father, Jonah, who demanded he take the Dark Mark next year."

Lucius and Narcissa eluded eye contact with Severus' shrewd onyx eyes; if Lucius hadn't degraded himself into begging Dumbledore for amnesty, then Draco would be in Theodore Nott's position at the current moment, and their hearts bled in mutual sympathy for the Nott Heir.

"What course of action will you be taking?" Lucius asked smoothly, knowing his dear old friend took the protection of his Slytherins seriously.

Severus slowly took a sip from his tea, his eyes glued onto the Halliwell Manor as he answered, "I have already spoken with the Headmaster. If after the Yule holiday Jonah still insists on his only son to become a Death Eater and pledge his alliance and servitude to the Dark Lord, then we will relocate him to a safe house and he wouldn't be able to attend Hogwarts for his seventh year."

Narcissa nodded, a determined look etched onto her flawless face, "Offer our humble abode as a safe house, Severus."

"Cissa!" Lucius gasped; Severus didn't seem to be taken aback by Lady Malfoy's offer, after all, Narcissa had a weakness for children, especially those the same age as her son, which was why she never really had a solid stance in the war, finding it despicable that the Dark Lord would murder a magical child from a powerful and noble bloodline.

"No, Lucius. Theodore has been Draco's friend since birth. He lost his mother at the age of four and had no role model, searching solace in the library at all hours. We are alone in this huge manor with plenty of rooms that could accommodate an army and half of Hogwarts," Narcissa snapped, before her tone dropped an octave, and she softly said, "We are hidden from the Dark Lord and his followers, we are away from the war and the Order is protecting us. The least we can do is offer aid whenever we can. Do not forget that if it weren't for Albus, then you would be dead or in a dingy cell in Azkaban under the torturous and poisonous effects of the Dementors, our family would be looked down upon and Draco would be getting the Mark, forced into servitude. Not to forget I could be tortured incessantly. Albus Dumbledore is a harsh believer in second chances and forgiveness and we must do our part in repaying that kindness, even in the slightest way."

After a few minutes of strained silence Lucius sighed in defeat and nodded, placing a chaste kiss on a delighted Narcissa's cheek, "Very well. Severus, do convey our offer to Dumbledore once you return to the castle."

Severus nodded his head once in acknowledgment before swiftly changing the subject, "And what events have occurred with the Wiccan Halliwells?"

Narcissa sighed wearily, "A young witch, Aviva, located the sisters' cat, and vehemently refused to leave, even after receiving a reward. She insisted on becoming friends and that she was one of them due to her powers of fire or something of the sort. Pandora showed a dark side last night and kicked the girl out before she could use her powers against them."

"Unfortunately, Phoebe is a trusting dunce and allowed the young girl into their home," Lucius sneered, "I do wonder what the oldest and Pandora's reaction will be upon seeing her."

Severus' stern features transformed into excited glee, his onyx orbs concentrating on the Halliwell Manor, "You won't have to wait for long, they have both arrived."

Lucius and Narcissa turned in time to see Prue hold the door open for Pandora who was a few feet away, the door closing behind them with an ominous thud.

***P4***

"Another date with Andy?" Pandora smirked, raising her eyebrows lewdly as they walked into the conservatory.

Prue glared at her youngest sister, bumping their shoulders together, "Yeeess. Even though you saved the video yesterday from that little arsonist, I wasn't in the mood for romance, and the night didn't go so smoothly. We decided to repeat the night, but with a different movie. What about you?"

"Connor took me to an Italian restaurant. He went all out, flowers, candles, buffet," Pandora smiled dreamily, "Tonight he's on shift till tomorrow afternoon, so I'm going out with my co-actors tonight for a night out, so don't worry, I'll be out of your hair and not ruin your date with Andy. Three's a crowd after all," she smirked, giggling a bit.

"Very funny," Prue deadpanned, "I'm going to check if Piper and Phoebe are here."

Pandora shot up to her feet, "And I'm gonna go get dressed for tonight. Can't let the annoying stalkerish paparazzi see me looking like crap." As the oldest and youngest Halliwell walked along the hallway, Pandora opened the door to Piper's room, "Piper isn't here-"

"What are you doing?" Prue shouted angrily, her eyes fixated on someone in Phoebe's room.

Hearing the familiar grating tone of Aviva's voice yell at Prue to get out, Pandora joined her older sister, glaring at Aviva as she yelled at Phoebe, "No, she treats you worse than my aunt treats me. It's not right!"

The doorbell rang, signaling Andy's arrival. Pandora soothed Prue quickly, "Go Prue, let Andy in, stay in the living room and let me deal with this. I still need an hour before I leave." Prue nodded gratefully and with one last glare at Phoebe and Aviva, she left.

"What the hell, Phoebe? I thought we agreed that Aviva isn't welcome here unless she's willing to give us answers," Pandora demanded, placing a hand on her hip.

Phoebe recoiled slightly, "Pan, come on, she's just a kid, a confused kid with nobody to relate to."

"I. Don't. Care!" Pandora snarled, ignoring the hateful glare she was on the receiving end of from Aviva and focusing on her sister, "Did you not think, for even a moment about the paparazzi following me around? Or if Aviva reveals us as witches to the public? I'm constantly on the spotlight, and this girl is a stranger to us. How can you be so trusting of her?"

"It's all about you, isn't it? The famous celebrity! God you're so arrogant. This is Phoebe's house, too; she can invite whoever she wants to!" Aviva rebutted heatedly.

Phoebe groaned, moaning out, "Aviva, you're not helping."

Pandora stalked over to face Aviva, "Yes, it is Phoebe's house. BUT it is also, my house, Prue's house AND Piper's house. Therefore, one must be considerate to the other inhabitants of the house when inviting some street urchin into our home without collecting any background information. Now, don't let me warn you again. GET. OUT!"

Aviva stormed out of the room, but not before bumping her shoulder aggressively into Pandora's side and a few moments later, they heard the door slam with a resounding thud and Andy yelling, "What the hell?"

"Pan-"

"Don't!" Pandora snapped, unable to be around her sister at the moment, "Just, just don't, Phoebe. I hate being the bitch and the bad guy here, but what were you thinking? You're endangering all of us with your capability of trusting this girl who appeared out of nowhere."

Phoebe squirmed guilty in place; she wasn't used to Pandora being disappointed or angry at her. Ever since they were toddlers, being only one year apart, it was always Pheebs and Pan against the world, defending each other and siding with one another when it came to their Grams and older sisters, especially the strict, mothering Prue. But now … now Phoebe sided with a stranger instead of her sisters, and worst of all, her best friend who always managed to defend her when she was on a troublesome streak.

"Pan, I'm sorry," Phoebe said weakly, ashamedly ducking her head down.

Pandora snorted, "Whatever. I'm outta here. I have plans for the night. Just," pausing by the doorway to her room, she called back, "Next time, try thinking of the consequences before you act. We can't be carless anymore now that we have these powers and all evil beings after us. I'm not saying Aviva is evil per say, but you never know if she was sent by someone, or if she's able to keep our secret. She definitely didn't care about exposing us to Leo and Andy last night. She's reckless. And she thinks that our powers are cool magic tricks."

Phoebe was left alone to stare at the dying embers of the candles Aviva lit before Prue interrupted, thinking over her younger sister's wise words and the disappointed look on both Pandora and Prue's faces.

***P4***

"What did you tell the police?" Kali hurriedly asked after Aviva re-entered her room once the last of the cops and paramedics left with her Aunt Jackie on a stretcher.

"That the candle caught her dress on fire and she fell down the stairs," Aviva said before hyperventilating once again, pacing her room frantically, "Oh my god. What have I done? I didn't mean to hurt her!"

Kali adopted a motherly tone, "Your powers are growing."

"I know. But as soon as Aunt Jackie wakes up, she'll tell them what really happened. I've got to get out of here," Aviva said hysterically as she shoved some clothes into a duffle bag.

"No!" Kali yelled. Clearing her voice, she calmly said, "You must go back to the Halliwells. You must complete what you've started."

Aviva's face morphed into fear; unable to admit it aloud, but Pandora Halliwell scared the living daylights out of her, and she wasn't looking forward to facing the silver-eyed girl's wrath again. "But how?" she asked unsurely.

Kali smiled victoriously, "Piper won't stop you, and Phoebe's already an ally. Only Prue and Pandora stand in our way. You must use your powers. You must take Pandora's place in the power of four since she is the most aggressive to your inclusion into their coven. Don't disappoint me Aviva. You said you wanted a family. And now you'll have one."

***P4***

"I don't trust that brat," Lucius sneered, sipping on a glass of Firewhiskey, recalling Pandora's previous words to Phoebe, he snorted, "Street urchin indeed!"

Severus had departed to his chambers at Hogwarts due to the new professor, Dolores Umbridge, elected by the Minister to garner a stronghold of the castle and so, the Potions Master was unable to dally around longer than usual.

Narcissa frowned, keeping an open ear to the happenings in the manor, "I find it highly coincidental," she remarked sarcastically, "That her aunt was admitted to the hospital right around the time she discovered the sisters. I do not trust her either." Narcissa had elected herself as the Halliwell sisters' secretive adopted mother and had taken to mothering them and fretting about them from afar.

Suddenly, Piper's voice could be heard, "She's telling the truth. Her aunt was admitted to the hospital."

"How is she? Is she okay?" Aviva asked worriedly; the Malfoys could detect genuine concern in her voice which ruled out foul play. Piper's soothing voice resounded, "She has a broken arm and a concussion."

"How did she fall again?" suspicion was laced in Prue's tone.

"I don't know. I-I heard her scream, and, and then I found her on the floor and I called 911," Aviva spoke in frantic tones, "I promise, if you just let me spend the night and get some sleep, I'll you everything you want to know about me tomorrow."

"That's what you said yesterday," Pandora's voice yelled, speaking up for the first time since Aviva's sudden arrival. She then stated in a confident tone, "She's lying!"

"Pandora!" Piper and Phoebe scolded her instantly. Pandora carried on adamantly over her sister's chiding voice, "No, you know my profession, guys. I mean, come on, my job is all about acting and lying. You honestly think I can't detect when someone is lying to my face!?"

"She can't stay alone," Piper realistically pointed out. Lucius and Narcissa sneered, not liking the turn of events in the least bit, but unable to change the actions that were to follow.

"No magic," Prue stressed, followed by Aviva's instant agreement. The last thing the Malfoys heard before the five girls departed to their respective bedrooms were Pandora's hissed words, "Better sleep with one eye open tonight, because I don't trust the girl as far as I can throw her!"

"Sockey!" Narcissa called out. One of their house-elves appeared in the Malfoys line of vision, and he bowed lowly. Narcissa smiled kindly and said, "I want you to transport yourself into the Halliwell Manor, unseen and unheard and watch out for the four Halliwell sisters. If the dark-haired young girl does anything violent, inform us at once."

It was nearly two hours later, that the Lord and Lady Malfoy were abruptly awoken by Sockey, who was nervously wringing his arms, both ears flapping around madly, and tennis ball brown eyes widening in fear, "Lady Malfoy, you ask me to watch over the Halliwi sisters. Bad witch entered the blonde Halliwi's room with evil intent, but then Pipy walked in on her. Bad witch is asleep now and blonde Halliwi is okay."

Lucius stiffened his body rigid and his handsome face set into a deep frown, "Thank you, Sockey. That will be all. You're dismissed."

Narcissa immediately reached out for Lucius' hand in a calming fashion, knowing that although her husband wouldn't admit it, the fact that his daughter was nearly murdered in her sleep set him on edge and brought out his paternal protective instincts and previous murdering tendencies.

"She's alright, darling. Pandora is alright. Let us go back to sleep and deal with this alarming news early in the morning during breakfast," Narcissa said soothingly.

While his wife slept peacefully, Lucius was restless, wishing for the paternal feelings towards Pandora to be eliminated, yet frightened for her life all the same. He spent the whole night drinking Firewhiskey on the terrace, keeping his eyes and ears out for any sudden noises in the Halliwell Manor.

***P4***

"Babe, what are you doing here?" Connor asked brightly upon seeing his girlfriend and one of her sisters in the hospital during his lunch break. Pandora squealed and ran into his arms, peppering his cheeks with slow kisses, "We're here to see a patient who came in last night, her name is Jackie."

Connor stared at his girlfriend in concern, "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, we just wanted to check on her since her niece, Aviva is staying with us until she's discharged," Prue smiled politely, staring fondly at her happy younger sister who was comfortably snuggled in his arms.

"Prue, right?" Connor smiled charmingly, offering his hand. Prue didn't hesitate to shake the handsome doctor's offered hand, for once approving her wild sister's choice in boyfriends. "Well come on, I'll lead you to her room."

After the lovebirds made plans for the evening, Connor left the Halliwell sisters and Jackie, giving them privacy and went to check on his patients.

"I don't understand. Why is Aviva staying with you? I don't even know who you are," Jackie fretfully asked.

After giving Pandora a warning look to stay quiet, she turned around to face Jackie and smiled kindly, "Um, actually we just met your niece. We lost our cat and she found it for us."

A look of recognition dawned on the wounded woman's features, "Oh. So that's what she was hiding."

"Hiding?" Pandora snapped, unable to keep quiet any longer, her suspicions arising.

"In the closet," Jackie replied at once, "She wouldn't let me go anywhere near it. You're lucky she didn't sacrifice the poor thing," she bitterly concluded. Upon noticing the perplexed visages of the Halliwell sisters, Jackie leaned closer and spoke up in a hushed tone, "She's a strange kid. Very troubled. Into all sorts of wired stuff. Black magic, voodoo. God knows what else. She doesn't have any friends."

The sisters traded fearsome glances; Prue tucked a strand behind her ear, trying to act nonchalant, "What makes you think she's into black magic?"

Swallowing harshly, Jackie matter-of-factly said, "You should see her room. It seems like every time I walk past there, she's in there … chanting or something. Sometimes," a flash of fear shone in her eyes, but she adamantly continued, speaking aloud her suspicions, "Sometimes, I swear, I even hear other voices. I know she's not happy there. I'm only taking care of her until her mom gets out of rehab."

Adopting a nurturing visage and using her best saccharine voice filled with innocence, Pandora said, "Do you mind if Prue and I stop by your place and pick up some things for Aviva? We'd like her to be comfortable until you're discharged."

"No, it's alright," Jackie smiled.

It didn't take long for the oldest and youngest Halliwell to arrive at their destination, and upon entering Aviva's stale, dark and dank room, they both adopted a face of extreme distaste. Pandora immediately made a beeline toward the closet Jackie referred to and upon seeing the cat litter and food, she sighed aloud, "I knew it. That sneaky arsonist had Kit for days before she returned her to us!"

"Listen to this," Prue diverted the attention onto a little black diary she discovered hidden deftly under the mattress, "'Kali says we're close to taking over the Halliwell coven. I hate lying to them, especially Pandora who isn't only famous and ambitious, but extremely scary and hard to lie to.'"

"She's being manipulated by this Kali- whoever she is," Pandora exclaimed, eyes widening in shock, "Come on, let's go. Call Pheebs and don't let her have Aviva out of her sight."

As the sisters departed, they didn't notice Kali's appearance flash into flames from inside the floor-length mirror, her eyes burning a bright yellow-red.

***P4***

Just as Pandora's car parked in the driveway and the two sisters clambered out, Phoebe grabbed Aviva's jacket, immediately being sucked into a premonition;

Pandora opened the door to her room, eyes widening when they locked onto a crouched Aviva who hurled a fireball directly at her face.

"Prue and Pandora's home," Leo announced causally.

Phoebe's chocolate brown eyes widened, "Oh no." Guilt bubbled in Phoebe's stomach, knowing that she was at fault for placing her sisters in danger due to her trusting nature, and she wasted no time in rushing up to Pandora's room, raising Aviva's jacket just in time to capture the tossed fireball, but burning her wrist in the process.

"Phoebe! Oh my god, I'm so, I'm so sorry," Aviva cried, rushing past Phoebe's shocked figure and fleeing the manor.

***P4***

"That's the second time that witch tried to kill Pandora," Lucius growled, and even though he barely slept a wink last night, he was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed with the threat living nearby his abandoned daughter.

Narcissa sighed warily, "Thank Merlin for Phoebe's premonition. It saved Pandora's life, darling."

"Pandora's life wouldn't need any saving if the gullible girl listened and didn't welcome the brat into their home!" Lucius retorted angrily.

"Ok," Prue's voice echoed around the Malfoys as Leo left the sisters to their privacy, "How did this happen?"

"I had a premonition … that Aviva was going to hurt Pandora, so I tried to stop her. I should have listened to you two. You were both right about Aviva. She's evil," Phoebe sighed in a mixture of guilt and defeat.

"No," Pandora negated, prompting the Malfoys to gape in shock, "Actually she's not evil. Not particularly. Just easily manipulated."

Prue continued were the youngest had left off, "She's being used by an evil spirit, and we know which one. Come on, to the attic."

The Malfoys sat on the edge of their seat, listening to the four sisters flipping into the Book of Shadows in search for 'Kali'.

"Oh dear, Aviva has returned," Narcissa piped up suddenly and Lucius looked up to see the girl march with a purpose into the house, followed by loud thuds up the stairs. He clenched his fists, trying to abate the worriment in regards to his abandoned daughter, hoping that her and her sisters would defeat this Kali spirit.

***P4***

"There, there," Piper shouted all of a sudden, pointing at the correct page with the bold title: KALI, "An evil sorceress cursed into her own dimension. She appears in reflections and has the power to possess innocents and use them as pawns to steal a witch's power."

"How lovely," Pandora drawled sarcastically, "I don't think I'll ever be able to look into a mirror the same way again."

"Wait," Piper interjected Pandora's rambling, "I don't understand. So she's using Aviva to try and turn us into bad witches?"

"Does it say anything about how to get rid of her?" Phoebe asked frantically, worried for Aviva.

Prue nodded vehemently, and reiterated aloud from the book, "To get rid of her: shatter her reflection."

"How the hell are we supposed to do that?" Pandora gaped, waving her arms around angrily, "That doesn't even make any sense. Does every stinking vanquish have to be written in riddles!" But nobody had time to reply to her snarky remark as the door burst open; it was openly obvious to them that Aviva was currently being possessed by Kali due to the yellow-reddish eyes that glared at them.

"Kali," Phoebe stated with wide eyes.

Kali/Aviva cocked her head to the side and spoke in a deep voice, "Hello Phoebe. How's the arm?" She then proceeded to throw a fireball at them, but Pandora wasted no time in deflecting it, the fireball bouncing on the wall opposite to them, nearly hitting Kali/Aviva instead.

Aviva's frantic voice yelled out, trying to break free from Kali's possession, "Phoebe, help me!" Kali shook her head quickly, "Never mind," and she threw another fireball, but was once again deflected.

"It would be really cool if we had water power so we can extinguish those damn flames before this Kali bitch freaking burns down the place," Pandora snarled, straining to keep up her shield as more fireballs collided against it.

"My power's greater than yours Pandora. It's only a matter of time," Kali/Aviva smugly stated.

"Time," Phoebe gasped, a look of comprehension settling on her face, "Piper, that's it! Freeze her!"

"Aviva doesn't freeze!" Piper shrieked, ducking behind Pandora's shield as another fireball was hurled towards her.

Phoebe nodded, "Yeah, but Kali will!" Ignoring Kali's yell of alarm, Piper quickly raised both hands, effectively freezing Kali in place, watching as a sweaty and unconscious Aviva tumbled down onto the ground. Pandora ran over to unveil the floor-length mirror by pulling down a white sheet, and yelled out, "Prue! The mirror! Use your powers and get Kali into the mirror!"

Squinting her eyes, Prue succeeded in throwing Kali into the mirror, a shrieking 'NO!' echoing around the attic, and Phoebe wasted no time in picking up a lone broom, smashing the mirror into a dozen of shards with the hilt.

"Huh, so that's what the Book meant by 'shattering her reflection'. They could have inscribed it better," Pandora huffed.

***P4***

"Demons, Warlocks, Evil Sorceress' trapped in a mirror with the ability to possess muggles and steal witches powers, what else?" Narcissa sighed wearily.

Lucius wordlessly shook his head, pondering the vanquish of Kali; he couldn't help but feel a bubble of pride when Pandora and her three sisters swiftly vanquished evil with such ease and efficient teamwork, yet he also feared her survival, Dumbledore's words from two weeks ago echoing on nonstop replay in his head.

Of course, the old man was correct in his assumption; as the days pass by, the four girls' powers would evolve and transform, and as they improve in potency, the more dangerous evil beings would be on the lookout for them. He hadn't failed to discover that the demons and warlocks they vanquished spoke in rancorous reverence about the Charmed Ones, and there was surely a bounty on their head.

'I am not the only one! I am one in millions! In places you can't even imagine! In forms you would never believe! We are hell on earth.'Those were Jeremy's words, the very first warlock they ever faced after receiving their powers, and since then, the number of evil beings had grown.

Pandora's sweet melodious voice echoed around the terrace as she spoke to Aviva, awakening Lucius from his morbid pondering thoughts, "Prue's dress looks great on you."

"Thanks," Aviva shyly replied.

A loud exhalation of breath. "Okay, look. I'm not going to apologize for my actions towards you. When it comes to my sisters, I'll do anything to protect them from danger and anyone who's a threat. But, I am sorry for being extremely bitchy," Pandora said.

"You've nothing to apologize for. Thank you for saving me," Aviva replied in awe.

Narcissa sighed, a sweet smile on her face, "How about we go to the Wizarding Alley in San Francisco and have lunch, hmm?"

Lucius smiled, grateful for his wife's suggestion. He'd do anything to get his mind off of his abandoned daughter and the dangers she was about to face in the future alongside her three older sisters.

A/N: Wow! This was actually longer than I expected it to be. Did you enjoy this chapter? And how did you like the bitchy side of Pandora?

I'm starting a poll Dear Readers, and I'd appreciate your opinion: Who would you prefer Pandora to end up with?

Pandora/Cole Turner …. If yes, then Phoebe would not be with Cole.

Pandora/Sirius Black

Pandora/Bill Weasley

Pandora/Andy Trudeau

Pandora/Kyle Brody

Pandora/Gideon (The Elder)

This Poll will be in effect until I begin Season 3! And if you want someone I didn't list then please let me know! XD

R&R.