Witches and Wizards
Chapter 9
Harry leaned against the doorframe to the sunroom, watching Prudence using her magic to move things around the room without using her hands. Even to this day seeing wandless magic still fascinated him and wish, not for the last time, that he knew how to bring his own magical abilities from his wand to his mind and/or hands. Then without warning–and bringing him out of hits thoughts–a heavy glass object came flying towards him, Harry quickly taking out his wand and stopping the object inches from him.
"I am so sorry! Are you alright? It was a good thing you were there to keep the bowl from breaking. It's my mom's favorite."
Harry chuckled, taking the bowl from midair. "What are you doing?"
Prudence sighed, taking the bowl to put it back where it belongs. "Practicing telekinesis without using my hands…and trying to relax."
Harry grins, walking over to the couch and sitting down, stretching out his legs. "Practicing magic relaxes you?"
The younger woman flushed, sitting on the chair across from him. "As weird as it sounds, yes, it relaxes me."
They laughed, the air around them comfortable rather than the awkwardness that sometimes befalls them, both leaning back in their seats. Prudence brought up her legs to curl them underneath her, her lips curling into a smile that was as mysterious as Dumbledore's twinkling eyes. However what Harry didn't know was the hurting the woman was feeling and was trying hard to keep hidden from him, in hopes of quenching the emotions she was obviously feeling for the man who was supposed to be fictional.
"As far as I've seen your family either has two or more powers." Harry started, tilting his head and watching her carefully. "How many do you have?"
"I have three, one of them I don't have much control and I usually try to be careful when I'm around other people." Prudence laughs quietly when Harry continues to watch her, "Well you know about my telekinesis, I can freeze people or objects or blow them up –which is the one I'm trying to control."
Harry nods, "Well, make sure to tell me when you're going to practice the blowing up part so I won't be in the same room."
They laugh, Prudence shaking her head. "I promise, but I won't be practicing that power for some time. Especially now that we have this mission in saving a child."
Harry sighs, looking past Prudence and into the backyard beyond the glass windows. The sun was slowly starting to sink lower and the sunlight filtering through not only the room, but the backyard as well, made the British wizard feel at peace. Why do children have to be pawns in the games of those who think they know best? Children may not know what is best for them, but they need to make the choice when the time comes, don't they?
"Sorry, I know that's a sore subject."
Harry shook his head, "No, it's okay." he said quietly, very somber. "So, how is it that Wyatt became the Twice Blessed when your Aunt Paige was also born to a witch and a Whitelighter?" he asked after the brief silence.
Prudence chuckles, "Actually he's not. His status was erased by the Angel of Destiny, and he will only become powerful with Chris and me at his side for the power of three." she smiled when Harry continued to frown. "If his status would never have been erased Wyatt would have become evil and rule over the Earth with evil on his side."
"So why does he–?"
"Because most of the magical community still believes in the prophecy and fear him."
Harry chuckled this time, "So you guys won't get hassled by demons everyday like your mom and aunts."
Prudence grinned, "Exactly. I'm sure if there was away to keep evil from happening to you during the school year you would have done it."
Harry laughed, "Yeah, you're right."
"Drinks and food," Piper suddenly announced, setting a tray on the coffee table. "There's never an easy way to save an innocent–especially one so small. All you have to do is keep up the faith, unfortunately." she told Harry sadly before taking her leave.
The two young adults sigh as Harry reached for a sandwich and Prudence a drink of ice tea. Then the unthinkable happened. Standing between Harry and Prudence, appearing out of thin air, stood a girl of seven years of age with raggedy pants and shirt that were torn here and there, the colors faded into an ugly brown. Her long jet black hair was matted together, while crystal blue eyes held nothing but fear and just the tiniest of hope. Any skin visible was covered in grime, dried blood, and scratches that seemed to have never healed, as her feet looked blistered as she wore no shoes.
"Help me," she whimpered quietly, her voice having a Spanish accent. "Please."
"Just like that, she appeared?" Wyatt asked confused.
Having felt waves of power from the child, Harry and Prudence knew that this was the child they and the demons have been looking for. Because the child trusted Prudence more than Harry–having her shied away from him when he reached a hand to her telling them that a male figure had hurt her in some way. So Harry called the group into a meeting while Prudence bathe the frightened child and put her into clean clothes. He had explained what had happened once everyone was there, the group as confused and disbelief as Harry and Prudence were.
"Yeah, and asked for help. I think she realized that we're the good guys."
"Well, with so many demons and evil wand users, maybe she saw the good ones capturing them." Rachel mused.
"At least it certainly helps in our favor." Chris reasoned.
"What should we do now?" Kinglsey asked, "Despite the combined forces, this is really your territory." he nodded to the older Halliwell's.
The Wiccan witches frowned, "How so?" Kat and Tamora asked in unison.
"It seems more like the child has powers of your kind, not that of ours." Remus explained to the group.
The Wiccan witches frowned, none of them having through of it before. However, with the demons having joined forces with the evil wand users, perhaps it was better to keep on the wand users as a precaution. Who knows if their powers were any match for the wand users? Everyone suddenly averted their attention to the stairs when Prudence was quietly talking to the freshly cleaned child, whom was wearing baggy clothes.
Seeing her tiny feet in bad shape as soon as his sister came to a stop inside the living room, Wyatt walked over to them and held a hand over the child's feet, quickly healing them. The seven year old giggled, hiding her face into Prudence's neck shyly. Not one to let another charmer up-one him, Sirius made some colorful butterflies to fly around Prudence and the seven year old while he shrunk her clothes to her own size. The butterflies then popped into colorful sparks around them.
"What should we do now?" Harry asked suddenly as the child peeked out at the large group. "What can we do?"
–Unknown–
"What do you mean it's gone?" the voice growled loudly from the darkness. "How did you lose the child?!"
The demons and the evil wand users' coward back from the force of power they could feel vibrating around them as the voice yelled. Although the wand users have had an even more evil leader than the one they now help, the Voice seemed to have an air that rival their slain Dark Lord–and that is no feast to pull off.
"We were tracking it, my Lord, and suddenly the power disappeared completely." one of the female demons told him quietly.
The Voice growled, the others whimpering or gulping. They hoped that whatever power the Voice throws at them it wouldn't hit them. Suddenly the small cavern gasped with disbelief when the Voice stepped out of the shadows. They couldn't believe that the demon they all thought for the Voice to be was actually a mortal man. The group in general wanted to yell out in protest, demand answers, anything, but held their tongues. They knew what kind of power the Voice held–even standing there calmly, power radiated off of him in waves.
"They're not in England anymore," he growled, his green eyes showing hatred and anger.
A demon shimmered into the cave, eyes wide with fear. "They're with the Halliwell's."
The Voice threw a fire ball at the demon, who screamed in pain. "Looks like we're going to war."
A/N: Sorry for the late update and the short chapter. With the holiday's work has been hectic. Thank you all for the review's, I hope this is to your liking. Please review!
